#like do it and then when you fuck up dont come to me

[murderofravens]

VIOLATE

pairing: salesman x fem reader.

warnings: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT | RAPE/NONCON. daddy issues. age gap. reader had an abusive dad. physical abuse. degradation. forced blowjob. hitting, slapping, you know the drill. sub!reader. dom!salesman. blood. plot with porn. dont like? dont read. its that easy.

summary: you steal from the wrong man and face the consequences.

continuation to THIEF

most girls have some sort of fantasy in their head when it comes to their virginity. a blueprint of sorts— about what kind of man they'd like to lose it to, of how gentle he'd be with them. whether it would be planned and patient or spontaneous after a magical date.

you were one of those girls. so far, you'd managed to stay away from men, not just because none of them fit the standard you created in your head— but also because the idea of being with a man repulsed you. the first man in your life— your father, had broken your heart. so you protected yourself, put a lock on engaging in sexual desires for that special someone you could wholeheartedly give yourself to. you were scared that most men you encounter would be like your father— cold. violent. now, you understand that you were wrong.

the man in front of you was so much worse.

you dont get to wallow in your self pity for long. he hovers over you like a god— his presence alone was suffocating. the fact that his massive hand is currently tugging your head back doesn't help; your scalp stings and fresh tears well in the corner of your eyes. the sight makes him groan. his free hand holds onto his cock— gently stroking back and forth. it's a little darker than the rest of him— tip flushed and some precum gleaming on the top. it's clear all this fighting has been foreplay for him. he's getting off to your misery. his dark eyes flicker over your face, and as you try to pull your head back again, he forces the tip against your mouth; letting the stickiness spread over your lips.

"open up." his voice is breathy, hand tugging your hair back again. you wince. "don't make me ask again."

you shake your head, fresh tears rolling down your cheeks as you glare at him with all the resentment your eyes can muster. your teeth grit together as you clamp your mouth shut. he pauses and settles you with a bored gaze, and before you can realize what's happening, his hand is pulling back and slapping you across the face again.

you fall sideways onto the couch with another sob. you can taste the blood in your mouth, and you cough. he's quick to yank you back up, chuckling slightly when the blood sputters out of your mouth and down your chin. he smears his cock against the dark fluid, before settling you with another warning glare.

"did you act this stubborn with your father too?" he pouts, voice taunting, "no wonder he hit you. you never seem to listen on the first try."

you feel livid, shaking with rage as he mocks you. you open your mouth to answer him, and he takes that opportunity to pry your jaw open with his thumb. he groans as he forces his cock past your mouth, slowly at first before pushing to the hilt, till your nose presses against the light patch of hair at the base. you barely get the time to protest before he's rolling his hips slightly, getting used to the wet cavern of your mouth. the thickness and the intrusion in your throat makes you choke and sputter incoherently around his cock, eyes watering again. your hands hold onto his thighs for support. maybe you can bite his dick right off, maybe—

"and if you bite me," he warns with a little chuckle, as if he read your mind, "i will slit your throat open and fuck it."

you shudder. you know he means it too— you can see the crazed look in his eyes as he cups your head with both hands. you don't want to take any chances. you can barely think when he pulls his hips back and thrusts again, eliciting a choked gargle out of you.

"fuck—" he grunts lowly, using your head as leverage as his thrusts slowly grow faster. your body trembles violently, the lack of oxygen making your head feel faint. "that's it— stay like that."

it's as if he's releasing all his pent up frustration on your little throat— his head thrown back, adams apple bobbing up and down as his thrusts get harder, faster. your choking seems to only spur him on, his hold on you getting tighter as you squirm on the couch, trying to pull back. he's not having it.

he pulls out momentarily and you get only a few seconds to breathe before he's grabbing you by the ear and dragging you off the couch. you shriek throatily and claw at his hand as he pulls you towards the wall and cages you in. your head presses against the concrete as he enters your mouth again, "stop that—" he grunts at your wiggling, pulling your head back and slamming it against the wall. you choke on a sob, feeling lightheaded. "the faster— ah— you make me cum the easier i'll make this for you."

his thrusts are like him— to the point, aggressive and inconsiderate. his hips snap forward almost violently as you claw at his thighs, leaving a few scratches. it makes him moan. your bloodshot eyes glare up at him as you choke around his length, his balls sloppily slapping against your chin. he doesn't make a lot of noise, but when he does it comes from the back of his throat. your head repeatedly slams against the wall as he fucks your face, and between his grunts he lets out another breathless chuckle.

laughing at your suffering.

"i'm getting close," his hand comes up and he pinches your nose between two fingers. you begin to writhe at the sudden cutoff of oxygen, eyes widening, "ah ah- take it like a good slut."

your vision gets blurry, head pounding and throat gurgling as he throws his head back and cums with a loud moan. you're sure you can feel it fill your stomach. it's bitter and you can feel the stickiness of it on the roof of your mouth, on the back of your tongue. his thrusts falter, hips stuttering as his chest heaves, few strands of his well kept hair falling across his forehead. you choke and cough as he pulls out, and stuffs his softening cock back inside his pants like he didn't just violate you.

you gag slightly as you taste the saltiness of his cum mixed with the metallic taste of your blood, and you cough some of it out. you greedily take in as much air as you can, eyes wide and face heated. he tosses you around like a ragdoll. your body is limp as you slump against the wall, shuddering. his foot raises, the tip of his shiny dress shoes pressing against your clothed crotch. his voice is thoughtful, contemplative. like he's talking about the weather. "should i pop your cherry?"

you look up at him, shocked. you can barely see him through your tears. "what?"

with a smirk, he grabs your arm and yanks you forward till your face crashes into his thigh. in your panic stricken haze, you grab onto his leg, clinging to him, desperate for any ounce of sympathy or comfort he can provide.

he has nothing to offer.

his hand comes down to run through your hair, like you're a dog. you lean into the touch, hope that you being responsive would sway any thoughts of him violating you further. he grabs your jaw, making your cheeks squish in his hold. he thinks you look utterly adorable this way. you whimper.

"please don't."

you break down into sobs again. you hate crying. you hate it more so because it makes you appear weak in front of the other person. they never seem to understand that you're crying out of rage, not sadness.

he sighs before shoving you off him. you slouch on the floor and he kneels before you, face indifferent. he gently brushes your hair away from your face, and you slap his hand away.

he's toying with you. playing with your fear. manipulating your emotions as he deems fit and he's revelling in it.

"you—" you pant, choking on another sob, before a crazed chuckle leaves you. full of disbelief, anger, hurt. "you sick fuck—"

"let's not use crude language." he remarks dryly, eyes crinkling as he puts on a smile. the same smile you thought to be charming at first glance. now it just looks empty and manipulative. he pulls out a handkerchief, wipes the sweat glistening on your forehead. "someone really ought to teach you how to talk to your elders."

"you raped me," you snap back, voice cracking as you shoot daggers at him through your glare. you want to lunge at him, to pull out his eyeballs and rip him apart. he grabs your chin, stares into your eyes with an intensity that makes you cower into yourself.

"i taught you a lesson," he shoots back calmly, expression serious. as if he truly believed what he said. "i gave you a glimpse of what could happen if you kept up with your reckless behaviour. surely you don't think you can always get away with stealing from men or talking back to them?"

you snatch your face away and look at the floor again, eyes stony and vacant. you were a fool to think you were made for this life. that you could've lived without a proper roof over your head, the financial security that your abusive father could provide you. but you weren't willing to go back.

not after everything you endured to leave.

your lips wobble. you try to compose yourself, force your face to look cold as you glare at him again.

"i'll go to the police." you take another sharp breath. you try to sound brave, you really do, but the slight waiver of your voice gives you away. "i'll tell them everything. i'll post it on social media. they'll find you and you'll be in jail by—"

you stop talking, merely staring at him as he smiles at you. it's a smile you recognise— one of those smiles that adults like to give to children, as if to say 'aw, you're so silly.' as if you're a naive child who is mindlessly babbling about something you don't know. as if he's the smartest person in the world. you know this smile because your father has aimed it at you multiple times.

"what are you smiling at?!" you snap, voice hoarse. he shakes his head almost fondly, his thumb caressing your bottom lip— spreading the drying blood around your chin.

"it amuses me," he starts, snorting again, "how you still believe in humanity after what i just did to you."

you're frozen as you stare at him, breathing ragged. he stares at your lips, plays with the blood there before pulling his hand back and licking the crimson fluid off his thumb. he tilts his head to the side, eyes coldly boring into yours.

"you want to know how men really are?" he quirks an eyebrow, unimpressed, "they will find out where you live and they'll come have their own fun with you."

"some time will pass and you'll eventually start selling your body to perverted old men on the street." his voice takes that business-like tone again. he stands up, adjusts his suit jacket as he looks around the apartment. "weak little girls like you can't handle that kind of lifestyle."

he bends down and picks up his stolen wallet off the floor. he opens it, pulls out that card you saw before. the one with the weird shapes on it. he holds it out towards you, "here's an opportunity. you can call the number on this and participate in some games that will get you money—" he gestures towards the cash on the floor- your prize from playing ddakji. "— or you can keep living like this and encounter more horrible men like me who won't be as gentle with you as i was."

the last line makes you snort bitterly. right. gentle. his bruises would last for days, the trauma a lifetime. if this is his idea of gentle, you would never want to know what his 'rough' entails. his eye twitches and he smiles back, before dropping the card on your lap.

you stay on the floor, frozen, the reality of what just happened to you settling in. you can keep living like this— pickpocketing men, making ends meet with stolen change, getting raped, and living in this clusterfuck of an apartment just to avoid your father; or you can go wherever all that money came from. his voice sounds faraway when he speaks again.

"i'm trusting you to make the right choice."

he gathers his briefcase, sends one more glance your way before exiting the apartment like he was never there in the first place.

A/N: im not very good with smut, but i tried. i really wanted to write just porn but i physically cant bring myself to do that without adding lots of plot and psychological elements and a backstory. otherwise it feels soulless to me. i hope i didnt bore you. for anyone who read this, thank you. feedback and reblogs are always appreciated. maybe i'll write about inho soon too.

tags for people who commented for a part 2: @rafesbunniebby @screaming-potato @nerdybarbariancupcake @deadddoll

[mameillieureennemie]

Could I please suggest Sub!vi with Dom! Reader riding Vi’s face and vi cums untouched and is punished for it????

You don’t have to if you dont want to

Thanks!

-saturn

ohoho this idea had me going a bit crazy, i shan't lie to you...i hope you enjoy 👀

cw: sub!vi, dom!afab!reader, praise kink, 18+ so minors DNI or else

"such a good girl," you praise softly, smiling down at vi's pleading doe eyes. they close briefly when you grip her hair, hold solid as you rock against her mouth. her nose brushes against your clit with each thrust, causing your breath to hitch and your hips to grind harder. "doing so well for me, aren't you?"

vi's eyes cross slightly at the still pouring praise, her hands grabbing the curves of your hips like a lifeline. she hums against your sopping hole, the vibrations having you hissing, body jerking at the sensation.

"fuck vi," you gasp, fucking her face a little faster. you grab at one of your tits with your free hand, twisting the perked nipple until there's a hint of pain to the pleasure. "you're being so, ah, so good for me and—" you shudder when vi whimpers against your pussy, her head tilting up so her lips can wrap around your clit. "yes, yes—"

vi's like a live wire beneath you, her nails digging into the plush of your hips. she's staring up at you, mesmerised and face wet from the last two times you came. her skin's all flushed, a darling pink a few shades too light to match her hair. but she's gorgeous, especially when she's desperate and needing to come for the past hour.

but she's holding on for you because you told her not to come. you told that she isn't allowed until you've used her mouth to the point of satisfaction. and there's nothing more that matters to vi on this earth than pleasing you. she'd be damned if she disobeyed you; but you can see that she's faltering.

you can feel her twitching, can see the telltale sign that she's about to erupt because she loves the taste of your pussy. she's come many times from just a drop on her tongue alone; now her mouth's been flooded with it. her senses are overwhelmed with you, and she's falling fast.

"vi," you breathe, inflicting a strict tone, the one that usually has vi whining. "don't you dare come. if you come, i'll be so disappointed and you won't be my good girl anymore."

vi's eyes grow teary, as if saying she can't hold on because you taste so good, smell so good. so you lift off her face, watch her gasp for air before she's saying, "please please please—" all needy, moaning pathetically as she watches you rub at your clit in fast circles. the wet slick sound of your cunt fills the room, along with your gasping moans as you start to cum again all over vi's face and—

"i'm, i'm sorry—!" vi breathes before she's crying out, eyes rolling back as she shakes beneath you. the sight of her losing it pushes you further, drawing out your orgasm until you have to rip your hand away with a whimper.

it's a minute before you're both able to calm down, still trembling with the force of a shared orgasm. you draw in a breath, close your eyes before you're shifting your body to lay on top of vi fully.

vi's got her eyes closed, mostly to avoid your potential disappointed gaze. but she doesn't resist when you dip your slick-coated fingers into her mouth, moaning as she suckles on them greedily.

"such a bad girl," you bemoan, taking in the tempting sight of vi greedily chasing your taste. "i told you not to come and what did you do?"

"...i came," she murmurs sadly around your fingers. "i'm sorry...i didn't—"

you take your fingers out of her mouth before gripping her chin between your index finger and thumb. you squeeze until she opens her eyes, all dejected like a bullied puppy dog. you smile at her, deceptively comforting before you're leaning in to give her a kiss.

"i know you're sorry," you whisper against her lips. "but i'm still upset so..." you trail a hand down until you're playing with the hair around her wet pussy. "you're gonna have to make me feel better."

vi swallows, the flush on her cheeks darkening, as she takes in a breath.

"will you be good this time?" you purr sweetly. "take your punishment like the good girl i know you are?"

the nod vi gives is frantic, her thighs closing around your hand when it slips down to tease at her clit.

"good girl."

[mioakem]

If you’re able would you be down to summarize some of the notable bits of the stream? Don’t wanna give Dream’s stream more views :P and I also don’t have twitter

(If not the vibe then no worries! Thank u for all ur service in the mcyt drama wars 🙏)

ofc i can!

so basically hes just going through tubbos stream from earlier and nitpicking it

he starts by talking about how tommy used to joke about dream being a pedo (when he was 16 btw) and shows a super long text he sent to tommy saying how he doesn’t like it and doesn’t think it’s nice to do that.

then he talks about the qsmp/usmp thing. he said that tommy really wanted to join the usmp and apparently said “fuck quackity” (has no evidence of that) and then says how he stopped being friends with tommy when he dropped the “if youtubers were honest” video. he goes on a whole rant saying how tommy is fake and how he’s lying to everyone and then he starts shit talking tommy’s mom cause she was defending tommy on twitter. he shows the huge dm he sent to sarah (which was basically just saying that he’s upset that she’s active on twitter and defending her son). he says some more things about tommy, saying that he’s “on his knees” for quackity and also said that he wouldn’t be doing this if w*lbur was in dreams place

he then goes into the logan paul situation and, as expected, shit talks tommy for being friendly with him when he was 16. he starts saying that tommy just likes to start drama to get attention.

finally he gets into the mizkif situation and again says that tommy is just trying to start drama. Then he goes on a whole politics rant about xqc or whatever the fuck his name is and saying that his opinions on trump dont matter cause he’s canadian? he then says that his own opinions on trump don’t matter and that he doesn’t talk about politics cause he’s not a politics streamer. then he addresses the r slur and to summarize it he basically just said “how come nicholas cantu can say a slur but not me”. he gets super mad when that jack and harry found the nicholas cantù thing funny purely because they don’t like dream.

he also talks about the philza tweet and says that he never ever took credit for other people’s success while in the same breath saying that he shined a spotlight on creators during the dream smp. he also says that he gained absolutely nothing from the dsmp and that “1% of his subs are from dsmp”

he starts going off about aimsey and says that he thought that she was the one who set off the whole caitibugs in an attempt to cancel dream and george (she didn’t caiti was literally speaking out abt george groping her and dream covered it up)

that’s about it after that it’s basically just a long coke rant about practically nothing, i’ll def update if anything else happens in the stream but rn he’s just going insane lol

[lemon-shark-gamer]

The Genshin Impact fandom is fascinating to me when it comes to fanfics, because I feel like I struggle to find any fics that really *get* the characterization of certain characters and I'm loathed to write my own because dammit I just want to read the specific itch I crave without resorting to creating it. Give me three more months and I'll cave in.

For example, Diluc is one of my favorites and I find his backstory fascinating in terms of his father Crepus possibly being more morally ambiguous than most fans are willing to admit and how little we know of Diluc's murder spree in Snezhnaya.

For example which Harbinger(s) did he have a run-in with? Will we find out more about the secret intelligence network that took him in, that he apparently had a high position in? Did he ever find the answers he was searching for? The list goes on.

It's hard for me to find the specific characterization of him I crave for in fics because I think his platonic relationship with Kaeya is incredibly nuanced and complex but I feel like his character often gets assassinated for Kaeya angst but like, the man had the worst birthday ever?

Imagine being Diluc, living through a literal worst nightmare. Your dad is dead after you failed to protect him yourself. Not only is your dad dead but he died after wielding a delusion--you dont even know what a delusion is but its clearly bad news. Why the fuck did your father have it and how?

On top of this, the Favonius Knights--the organization you proudly served and the very organization that your father heavily encouraged you to serve--insists on covering up the truth because it makes them look bad. The Favonius Knights, who are supposed to be honorable and uphold integrity, are anything but that.

Then your adoptive brother, who you've known for years and trust with your life, shows up and tells you he's been spying for a foreign nation since you were kids with the intent of harming Mondstadt and everything about your relationship is possibly all one big lie and well--how do you not snap??

Now, I'm also incredibly fond of Kaeya and he was just as traumatized by Crepus's death. He was wracked with guilt for *feeling* relieved that he didn't have to worry about betraying his birth father for his adoptive father since Crepus was dead. He anticipated Diluc's anger and felt like their duel was a punishment for his lies.

To me, it hints that Kaeya probably didn't reveal the truth expecting Diluc's understanding, but rather he knew how he would react and perhaps he wanted Diluc to strike him down in that duel. Or at the very least, he wanted to distance himself from Diluc and cut off ties in order to avoid emotional attachment stopping him from his mission.

I personally head-canon that Diluc withdrew upon seeing Kaeya's vision because well--why would the gods bless Kaeya with a vision if he truly had the intent to harm Mondstadt? So in spite of what Kaeya revealed, he isn't a threat. But there's still a lot of hurt there to navigate through.

I think it's fascinating seeing where they stand in present game because Kaeya obviously has the ideology of working the system from within. He stayed in the knights (even taking over his brother's position) and with Jean rooted out the Inspector and his cronies.

Meanwhile Diluc just isn't that type of person. He doesn't settle, he refuses to work in a system he views corrupt, he rather accomplish what he can outside of it. Curiously, he doesn't challenge the status quo beyond being vocal of his distaste of the Knights.

This is head-canon fantasyland, but I like to envision Kaeya and Diluc do use a lot of the same informants and collaborate on intel relating to the safety of Mondstadt (especially since Diluc can move in ways against the Fatui that the Knights can't due to political reasons) but they struggle to have the same connection as before.

For example, Diluc's story quest--Kaeya was essentially giving Diluc an alibi with the Knights. Even if Jean damn well knows who it is, they still have to have official documentation stating otherwise.

Kaeya is good at reading people, he has to be given how he was raised to be a child spy. But I like to think he struggles to read Diluc like before. Diluc is much more jaded, pessimistic, quieter than before. He prefers to work on his own as much as possible. From Kaeya's pov, the only person he's seen Diluc willing to fully trust enough to work alongside with is the Traveler, and he states as much.

The opposite is true of Diluc. Kaeya was his shadow, a quiet but inquisitive, witty observer. Cavalry Captain Kaeya is much more outgoing and friendly, his charm on full display. Did he ever really truly know Kaeya or did he only show Diluc what he wanted him to see? Is Kaeya happier this way?

Fanon often depicts Kaeya as essentially being barred from the dawn winery from the duel by Diluc himself, but I don't think that's quite the case. Much rather, given the reason he told Diluc that night, I think he views himself as undeserving due to unresolved guilt.

Canon seems to hint at all of this through his hangout and Hidden Strife, the latter of which is unfortunately a time-limited event that occurred before I even played (hoyo please stop having heavy lore drops occur in time limited events).

I think the two want to trust each other again, but both are afraid of destroying the tentative truce they have so they leave all of it unaddressed. Kaeya refuses to be completely truthful ever again and Diluc acknowledges the past but refuses to discuss it. The tragedy in their relationship that neither is at fault for what happened--it's a twisted emotional mess of grief and heartbreak.

The last point I'd like to touch on is the parallels between Kaeya and Diluc both being essentially child soldiers for their fathers' causes.

For Kaeya, being abandoned in Mondstadt to be a child spy is the most overt. For Diluc? Despite Crepus's strong ambition to be a Favonius Knight and to have a vision--neither happened for him. In Diluc's vision story, it states that he views his vision being a result of their "shared" ambition, hinting that his vision was granted after Diluc's strong resolve to achieve his father's dreams for him.

We know Crepus heavily encouraged Diluc down this path at very young age, given Diluc received his vision at age 10 and became the youngest Captain at age 14. In some ways, I'm sure Kaeya was a bit jealous of Diluc for having a loving father present in his life that was overtly proud of him.

I am not saying Crepus wasn't a good father, I think he cared immensely for Kaeya and Diluc both, but I do think he did some morally grey shit.

Diluc abandoning his vision is fascinating and it's almost never explored in fics. He is the only vision holder we know of (aside from the Inazumauns whose visions were taken by force) that had their ambition for their vision shaken in such a way that they voluntarily discarded their vision for a time and only took it back after reigniting a new ambition to have it (and as far we know the only allogene that faced no negative setbacks from using a delusion long-term without their vision present).

I don't know where to end all of this, except if you have ragbros fic recommendations that you believe cover it in a more nuanced way, let me know!

[choerrysjubiles]

Baby Fever pt 2

pairing: husband!eunseok x fem!reader

warning: smut! unprotected sex, more dom!eunseok <3, sub?eunseok near the end? <33, more domestic shit <333, sex outside of bedroom >:), cum eating, also brief mentions of food (not sexual), alcohol, and possible gender roles (not specified if ur employed)

wc: 4.1k

a/n: i dont usually add pics but i needed those 😵‍💫

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Suburbia was a getaway from the stuffy air of the big cities. A small neighborhood for growing families, evolving communities, and picturesque childhoods. ____ View was the perfect place for this; white picket fences, summer barbecues, and a tight knit community that looked out for each other.

While other households were eating breakfast, dressing for work, or driving their children to school, Mr. and Mrs. Song were far from their kitchen table. Instead of bowls of cereal and tightening neckties, Eunseok was busy fucking his wife stupid as she held herself up with his forearms.

"Fuck, you feel so good." He growled.

You felt your core clench around him as Eunseok slapped the side of your ass.

Originally, you had wanted to ride Eunseok when you woke up earlier than expected. Instead of an extra hour of sleep, you needed an extra hour of his hands on your body.

Eunseok was barely waking up when you began riding his shirt up, wanting to rut against him. He stayed laying on his back as he pulled you on top of him.

"Get me hard and you can ride me." His rough voice was turning you on even more.

Slipping your pajamas off, you began grinding against his cock. Feeling a flood of arousal leak as you ground yourself against his growing boner. Pulling his underwear down, you slid up and down his length, hands teasing his tip.

"Eunseok." You moaned.

Hovering over him, you slid all the down his dick. Eunseok moved his pillows to angle his head for a better view, he was still tired but he was excited for whatever show you were eager to give.

You were doing great in the beginning, feet planted on either side of his hips, bouncing at a decent rate, his hand moved up to toy with your breasts as you held onto him to keep balance.

There was something special about this moment, you were rosy cheeked as the soft yellow sunlight poured into the bedroom. Eunseok occasionally bucked his hips upward to tease you, feeling gasps escape you before moaning.

Eunseok's hand dropped from your breasts to your clit as he felt himself grow close to cumming. As soon as he began toying with you, your muscles grew strained. Bounces became sloppier, your legs began to give out. Eunseok pulled you forward, falling face first into his chest, as he began thrusting up into your pussy.

"Mmmm, right there." You moaned.

Your hand snaked down to rub your clit, feeling your walls close in around Eunseok.

"You're so tight, baby, fuck." His hips gave harsh thrusts, slow and powerful as he felt himself cum inside you.

"Fuck, take it."

Eunseok craned his head down, pulling some hair out of your face as he laid a kiss on your head. You two laid there, catching your breath before Eunseok held onto you and turned you on your sides.

Sighing, Eunseok said "I'd do anything to stay in bed like this all morning."

You kissed along his chin, "It's Friday, we can continue when you get back."

"When I get back from 8 hours of hell."

Eunseok slid out of you before he stood up and walked to the bathroom, getting ready for work. Still laying in bed, you looked around for your panties, not wanting his cum to drip down your legs.

"Don't worry, I can make breakfast." Eunseok called from the bathroom.

"Thank you." You smiled.

Your morning continued as usual, you got dressed as Eunseok made breakfast. You two sat together and talked about your week. He had a deadline coming up, something about his boss being on his ass. You mentioned a party you were expected to attend, saying you look for a gift for them. Eunseok kissed you goodbye as he went off to work.

You drove to a few stores, finding little to nothing. Thankfully you had time before the party, but it sucked not being able to just get something and have it be done.

Arriving home, it was around noon, you checked your phone for any call or text from Eunseok. Your messages were empty as you looked around the house for something to occupy your day. You swore you had something to do but you just can't think of it.

You sat on her sofa, seeing a messy pile of magazines sent over from your friends. Turning on the tv, you let some soap opera play as you began looking through them.

'Ah, Sandra left these.'

At one of your luncheons, some of your friends brought over baby magazines. Dog-earing or bookmarking sections and articles that really helped them with having a baby.

It was kind, but you wondered why they were so obsessed with your conception plans. You're still the same y/n from before, your hobbies never changed, your music is still the same. Why was everyone around them shifting into baby mode?

Looking through the magazines you marked out areas that you wanted to save, some things about what foods to feed babies as they grew older, some things about when certain milestones should be met.

As you finished flipping through a stack, it was already 4:50. Getting up, you stretched as you remembered you had to do laundry. Yes, you had enough clothes to go another day or two but too many had cum stains and needed to be cleaned anyways.

Walking upstairs, you gathered the laundry basket before walking across the house to your laundry room. As you started piling clothing into the washer you heard the front door open.

"I'm home." Eunseok announced.

"Laundry room." You called.

Eunseok walked over, seeing you lean over to get dirty laundry. Walking up to you, his hands wrapped around your hips as he ground his pelvis into your ass.

"Eunseok." You snapped.

"Sorry, baby, you're so pretty right now."

"When I'm faced away from you, huh."

Eunseok laughed as you leaned over to adjust the water and agitation levels. His hands were still on your rear, thumbs pressing where your ass met your thighs.

As the machine began, Eunseok kept you there. Holding you still as he ground himself into you.

"Eunseok, is this the place for-"

"We can utilize the vibration." He said, laying a kiss along the back of your neck.

"Eunseok." You flushed at the thought.

"C'mon." Eunseok coaxed you.

Leaning against the whirling machine, "This is a crazy place to be horny."

"Yet here we are."

Eunseok wrapped his arms around your front, his left hand lightly holding your neck as his right hand went down to your pants. You craned your neck to the side, kissing Eunseok as he felt his dick twitch.

Pulling your top off, Eunseok held you there. Moving down to unbutton and slide down your pants.

"Eunseok." You whined.

"Stay."

This felt incredibly erotic. Being held in place as Eunseok did everything, posing and holding you. You whimpered as you stayed still, Eunseok slowly pushed down your panties as the machine moved onto its rinse cycle. He grounded his bulge against your core, your arousal spreading across his pants.

"Ah." you gasped, feeling the rough cotton grind against you.

Eunseok unzipped his pants, too lazy to take his belt off, letting his dick fall out of the hole as he teased you. Sliding himself up and down your slit, poking your entrance with his tip, even dipping his cock into her before fully pulling out.

"Eunseok." You gasped.

"What's wrong, baby?" He had a faux accent of worry.

"Please fuck me."

"But it's not time yet."

"It's not?"

As the machine moved to it's spin cycle, starting to whirl around, Eunseok thrusted into you.

"Eunseok."

"Now it's time."

Holding your hips against the machine, Eunseok fluidly thrusting in and out of you. You were falling apart, feeling the vibration of the machine against your womb as Eunseok was pumping himself in and out.

Maybe it was because your thighs were still pushed together but Eunseok felt so much bigger. His cock stretching you out as he hit impossible reaches into your pussy. His swollen dick was thrusting at an insane rate, hips pushing you into the machine as you tried to keep your moans low.

"Feel good?" He asked, face plastered with a cocky smile.

"S-so good." You moaned, hands wrapped tightly around his arm.

Feeling your body weight fall forward, you were held up by Eunseok's arm pulling you against him. His right hand moved to your core, flicking and rubbing your clit as he pounded into you.

You were somewhere else, not even able to feel the moans vibrate out of your throat as you were too wrapped up in feeling everything pleasure you. The machine buzzing, Eunseok holding you, fucking you, and rubbing you.

"I'm gonna cum." You stated.

"You're cumming? Come on, baby, cum for me." He whispered into your ear.

After circling your clit, Eunseok felt you tighten around him. His hips pushing all the way into you, pushing his hips under you to fill every inch of your pussy, feeling himself empty into your walls.

Miraculously, Eunseok still had the strength to hold you upright as you came down from your high. He helped you stand as he pulled your underwear and pants up. You leaned against your dryer as he helped find your shirt.

Pulling his dick back into his pants, Eunseok walked his wife to the living room before they both collapsed into the sofa.

"So how was work?" You asked, face still flushed.

"Horrible, but over." Eunseok swung his arm around your shoulders.

You grabbed your tv remote before turning it to the news channel. Nothing new ever happened, you lived in a smaller town with little to no crime ever happening. The biggest news you see is a winter storm.

Eunseok kept his arm around you, even pulling you in to lay against him as he laid his head down on yours.

"Sorry about earlier." He said, eyes looking down at you. "Work's been kicking my ass."

You giggled, "You need an outlet. Your boss gets off on yelling at you, you gotta let that frustration out."

"Was I too rough?"

"No way." You grabbed his draped arm, rubbing the back of his hand as you continued watching tv.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Your weekend plans were always centered around staying at home. Eunseok was sick of driving everywhere and you always missed your husband. Running errands during the week just made sense, you're married why wouldn't you want to spend time together.

"We could've stayed in bed and you want to bake?" Eunseok asked, giving a faux irritated look to you.

"You can stay in bed, I wanted to try these." You read the instructions on your phone as you measured out the baking goods.

You had wanted to try out these baking recipes but it was too hot that summer, with the autumn weather cooling down it was the perfect time to bake.

Eunseok stayed sat, watching you combine and mix and prep baking sheets and oven temperatures. You were doing well until you needed to grab the extra oil from the top shelf of your cupboard.

Smiling, you turned to Eunseok, "Honey."

"What's wrong." He stood up, walking to you.

"Can you help me?"

He stood behind you, rubbing your shoulders as he asked what you needed.

"I ran out of oil and our extra is on the top shelf." You smiled.

"I don't know," He tilted his head looking at the oil, "maybe you can stretch tall enough to reach it."

"Eunseok." You had a slight frown, staring at your husband.

"Fine, here." Eunseok reached up and grabbed the bottle of oil for you.

"Thank you." You said reaching up to grab it.

"Wait." Eunseok said, "I can get a better thank you."

You laughed before tiptoeing up to kiss him. Falling back on your heels, Eunseok handed you the bottle.

With everything done and the oven preheated, you set your baking sheets into the oven and began timing them. With an hour to wait, you sat with Eunseok at your table.

He pulled you by your arm to sit on his lap, lips connecting immediately by the time you sat down. Eunseok's hands moved to your waist as yours moved to his jaw.

Licking your bottom lip, Eunseok moved your leg to sit you on his bulge.

"Ahh." You moaned, hips grinding into him.

Eunseok licked across your tongue, holding your face as he explored your mouth. Your hands moved to hold yourself up by his shoulders, hips still grinding his bulge against your clit. Eunseok began rolling his hips against yours.

"You wanna cum like this?"

His eyes were staring into yours, not breaking eye contact.

"Yes." You gasped.

He rolled his hips more, hands moving to hold you in place.

"Fuck me." You gasped.

"You wanted to cum like this?" He corrected you.

"Please."

"Not yet."

Eunseok rolled his hips even more as you grabbed onto his biceps. With every grind you felt your clit shock your body, feeling yourself come closer to cumming. Eunseok leaned down to kiss you as you were gasping and whining with every kiss he laid.

You felt yourself clench, face warming as you came. Your stiff muscles told Eunseok everything.

"Now I can fuck you." He kissed your cheek.

Eunseok began pulling both of your pajama bottoms off as he sat you on your kitchen table. Your cum was dripping onto the stained wood when he aligned his dick with your entrance.

Pushing in, you became a moaning mess. Your hand was gently rubbing your clit, often freezing in place from the amount of pleasure you were feeling from his cock stretching you out.

Leaning down to whisper in your ear, "I fuck you almost everyday and you're still so needy."

"Fuck, I am." You moaned, eyes shut tightly as Eunseok kissed your cheek. "I need your cock so badly."

Eunseok wrapped his hands along your shoulders pulling you closer to his as he thrusted into you, you gave a loud moan as he continued his rhythm.

"Fuck, Eunseok, fuck me."

"You're babbling nonsense." He smirked.

"You feel so good, keep going."

You were a mess, back arching as Eunseok continued plowing into you. He began rubbing your clit as your legs started folding around his waist. A few more thrusts and you were spasming around him.

You wrapped an arm around his neck as Eunseok leaned down to kiss you. You, moaning into the kiss, held him there. Even through the pulsing overstimulation, you let his continue pumping himself into you as Eunseok chased his high.

Cumming, Eunseok's head fell into your shoulder. Ragged breaths escaped him as he tried to gain composure.

"Did you change your shampoo?" He asked, face flushed as he looked up at you.

You laughed, falling back onto the table, "No."

"You smell different."

You stroked his hair, fixing it where it stood up before petting down the back of his head. Eunseok pulled out, he searched for your bottoms before pulling them up your legs. You both sat up, finding your clothing before returning to the kitchen to check on what was baking.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

As your weekend came to a close, you and Eunseok woke up on Monday holding each other. Eunseok's armed wrapped around you, hand cradling your head, as your leg was draped across his waist.

Eunseok's alarm clock was blaringly loud, jolting you two awake. Eunseok's hand tapped the top of the clock, snoozing it for another few minutes as he held onto you tighter.

"You need to wake up."

"Not yet." His head buried into your neck.

You laughed, "Should I wake up instead."

Eunseok kept his hold on you, "No way."

After some time, Eunseok begrudgingly got up and dressed for work. You stayed under the warm covers for a minute before getting up and throwing on a sweater.

"Too cold?" Eunseok asked, kissing your head as he walked towards your closet.

"A little." You crossed her arms, conserving at much warmth as you could.

Eunseok dressed in his usual uniform, straight slacks, button shirt, suit jacket, and a tie. Working in a 9-5 office job required this uniform. While it tired Eunseok everyday, you always found yourself more obsessed with your husband everyday after work. His wrinkled shirt, unbuttoned with a loose tie, he was irresistible to you.

Their day went as usual, you ran errands and Eunseok worked. You made a grocery run and bought ingredients for dinner. You hated hearing Eunseok mope about working so you decided to make him a special dinner, deciding on an alfredo pasta, one of his favorites.

Getting back home, you busied yourself with chores before Eunseok got back. Replacing burnt lightbulbs, cleaning out your fridge, tidying your bathroom.

You were looking through the mail as Eunseok entered through the front door.

"Ah, there you are."

"Welcome home." You smiled at him.

Eunseok was a little disheveled, suit jacket off, sleeves rolled up, unbuttoned shirt with a loose tie. Eunseok caught you staring before you could catch yourself.

"Are you okay?"

"You're really hot right now."

Eunseok laughed as he sat beside you, looking at the ads and bills sent to them. He'd taken a magazine and read through it before pointing something out to you. You leaned over and turned the tv on, setting it on a low volume before continuing to look through the mail.

Eunseok let his left hand rest on your thigh, his right hand holding a magazine he was reading through. Your eyes flicked down at his hand before trying to ignore it.

"They have the audacity to call these deals?" Eunseok said, leaning towards you to show the most outrageous sale from some department store.

As you leaned in to read what he was showing you, Eunseok's hand moved up to your inner thigh. Your eyes darted to his face, Eunseok looked at you as if he was doing nothing.

"Crazy times we live in." He commented.

They sat until it was around dinner time.

"Creamy pasta?" Eunseok gleamed at you.

"Your favorite." You smiled, you loved seeing Eunseok happy.

You two began cooking before Eunseok moved to set the table. You set the food down before Eunseok walked over to the mini bar, pouring a glass of wine for the two of you.

"Fancy." You said, taking your glass.

You ate together, talking and laughing, before retiring to your bedroom. Unlike some of your neighbors, you two weren't big drinkers. A few glasses of wine, you two began getting tipsy as you walked upstairs.

Eunseok was flushed, kissing along your face as you set him on the bed.

"I'm not drunk, just silly." He assured you.

"You sure are." You laughed, helping his out of his tie.

He pulled you down, kissing your face even more. You leaned in and kissed him back. His hands move to pull your shirt off, feeling the warm skin of your back.

"I wanna fuck you so bad." Eunseok confessed.

"Are you sober enough to fuck?"

Eunseok pffted at you, "Of course I am. I'm just feeling goofy."

His hands were rubbing along your hips and ass, feeling and squeezing the flesh. His hands felt hot as you were unbuttoning his shirt, mouths open and licking along each other. Pulling his shirt off, you moved your hands down his abs to unbuckle his belt.

"Don't tease me." Eunseok whined.

You kissed his cheek, slowly pulling his belt out of his pants, "You always tease me, why not do it back?"

He pulled your hips down onto his bulge, "I'm stronger than you."

"And I can last longer." you teased, slowly undoing his pants.

Throwing his bottoms off, Eunseok noticed how you were still dressed. Beginning to pull at your clothes, you moved his hands away.

"Not yet, baby boy."

Eunseok felt himself whine as he looked up at you.

You slowly took your shirt off, carefully sliding it off of your body before getting off of Eunseok to slide your pants down. Eunseok leaned on his elbows to watch you. Slowly pushed your panties down, a thick string of arousal connecting your core to your panties. The sight made Eunseok whine again. You threw the soiled underwear behind you as you climbed back into Eunseok's lap.

"You're bra." Eunseok said.

"Do you wanna take it off?"

"Yes." He fell back as his hands covered your breasts.

Feeling the soft fabric of your bra, he pushed your bra straps down as you leaned closer to help his unclasp it. The bra slid down your arms as you threw it off of the bed. Eunseok held your breasts in his palms.

They were always so soft and warm, perfectly fitting in his hands as you leaned back to hover over his dick. Eunseok's thumbs flicked over your nipples, sending waves of pleasure through your body.

You stayed still for a moment, hand going down to your core. Eunseok was confused at what you were doing, your fingers were rubbing yourself but it was more like you were collecting your cum.

Pulling your fingers away, you looked at your cum.

"I don't know."

"What?" Eunseok whined.

"Doesn't look like I'm in peak ovulation."

Eunseok grabbed at your hips as you tried moving off of him, "Please."

"Please?" You repeated.

"I need you so badly. Please fuck me." He confessed, feeling his cheeks warm.

"You need me to fuck you?"

"Please, y/n."

You smiled, "I'm sorry, baby, I didn't know you needed me that badly." Your voice dripping with faux worry.

You moved back in place, aligning him with your entrance as you sunk down onto Eunseok's dick.

"Yes." Eunseok moaned, feeling his fingers grip onto your hips tighter.

Beginning to bounce, you noticed how fucked out Eunseok looked.

His eyes were heavy lidded, a strong blush coloring his cheeks as he kept his mouth open with a slew of moans and whines escaping him.

"You feel good?" You asked him, just like he did to you.

"So good." He moaned.

You continued watching Eunseok, you never got this side of him. He was always on top or in the dominant position, you were the one babbling on his cock, never him pussy drunk.

"Touch me."

Eunseok, eyes glazed over, asked "Where."

"You know where." You had a smirk on her face.

His hand went to your core, rubbing your clit as you continued bouncing. You were lightly clenching around him with every rub against your clit. With this new stimulation, Eunseok felt himself come apart with every clench and squeeze from you.

"Y/n."

"I'm right here, baby."

He continued moaning as you rode him. His hips bucking upwards, trying to meet your bounces as he felt himself grow closer.

"I'm so close to cumming." He told you.

"You wanna cum?"

"So badly." He continued circling your clit, growing faster.

You bounced faster, bringing him to his high quicker. His hands gripped your hips as his nails dug into the flesh.

"Fuck, fuck." Eunseok chanted.

His hips continued thrusting upwards as he felt himself cum. Sitting down on him, you stayed in place, waiting for Eunseok of calm down. Seeing him regain composure,

"You're so cute."

"Am I?" He asked through puffs of breaths.

Slowly pulling off of him, "You are, so desperate for me." You leaned down to kiss him.

"You didn't cum." He noticed.

"Not yet, I was too obsessed with you." You kissed his neck.

"I can't let my wife not cum." He said, looking at you.

"How sweet, do you wanna finger me?"

Eunseok nodded, still gasping in his breaths.

You moved up the bed so Eunseok could easily finger you.

"Fuck, sit on my face." He said, seeing his cum drip out of you.

"You sure?"

"Yes." He stated.

Laying down onto his pillow, you moved to sit on him. His eager tongue stretching out to lick at You. You moaned as he began lapping at your pussy. You were already so close, feeling his tongue prod and flick at your clit brought you closer to the edge.

Rocking your hips along his face, Eunseok moved his hands up to rub your clit as he sucked his cum out of you. Your hips moving up to bump his nose along your clit before grinding along his tongue.

"Eunseok." You gasped.

His mouth stayed on your core, hands wrapped around your hips as he lifted his head to stay latched onto your pussy. Eunseok continued drinking you up as he rubbed your clit until you untensed above him. When he fell down onto the bed, you crawled down and fell onto his chest. Eunseok's arms wrapping around you as he felt for the blanket to wrap you two.

"That felt really good." Eunseok said, turning off one of the lamps.

"Can I be on top more?" You asked, eyes gleaming up at him.

"No, but it was nice."

[cringefail-clown]

i need this bizzare phenomenon of people who dislike dirkkri yet are still following me studied. did yall somehow miss like 80% of the shit i post or

[tobyisave]

acting lessons

this is for my chapter 5 au... I tried to compose a toxic doomed yaoi saiouma essay in the tags just now but it went over the tag limit (mortifying) so I'm just going to paste it under the cut!!

////cw for suicide of course. also heads up my version of saiouma is almost completely one sided 👍🏼

#look.. in my mind there is no world where shuichi truly comes around on kokichi #but there is TOTALLY a world where he feels eternally fucked up and guilty about assisting in his suicide #and cant bring himself to hate anymore #cant bring himself to reject the casual but blatantly self-indulgent touches of the boy hes about to murder in the most excruciating way possible #just let him have his fun #let him squeeze your shoulder a little too long #its the least you can do when hes about to let his entire body be turned into an unrecognizable puddle of gore #you dont have to pretend you like it. he KNOWS you dont like it. just let it happen & soon enough itll be over and youll never have to see him again #youll never be *able* to see him again. nothing left of him to even call a body #fucking unidentifiable #god. #(to be clear i dont approve of that logic at all but i sure think shuichi would feel that way)

#its like oumota but worse because (to me) shuu has completely written him off by ch5 and doesnt even need the poison blackmailing to agree #its shuichis low point after all hes fully suicidal and thinks kokichi is the mastermind who destroyed humanity's last hope #he doesnt have time to recalculate his opinion before its too late #he agrees almost immediately #but the closer it gets the less he can justify it #like god this guy fills me with rage and we would never ever in a million years get along but hes also a warm breathing human being #and hes in love with me or something and i just agreed to kill him. EAGERLY! #to his FUCKING FACE #yes i openly hated him already. and yes he didnt even blink when i told him i could kill him #if anything he looked happy! #but god how could i just say that to someone? how did it get this bad? #and how is he still giving me finger hearts through the camera while we test out angles for his fucking DEATH VIDEO #maybe just maybe its because he really thinks this will save us. but maybe he just wants to die #and i dont even know if that makes a difference anymore #et cetera……..

#like i said im not a saiouma guy in the traditional sense but #i do like pathetic clingy kokichi x shuichi who hates himself for harboring genuine malice towards him #(justified malice) #but is too self doubting to take the reins and stop the horrible thing theyve already set in motion

#meeting the same fate as kaede because he THOUGHT he was agreeing to kill the mastermind #when in reality it was really just a cagey guy who was trying to do the EXACT same thing and made the mistake of going it alone #and now that guy who couldve been his ally is dead and he has to pretend hes ok and lie to his friends to derail this trial #for this stupid idiotic plan he let himself get blindly swept up in #that was never going to work in the first place #he knew it was full of holes he knew ouma was full of shit #he knew himself he knew he'd buckle under the pressure of the trial #but he didnt say a thing #it was so much easier to go with it. he just wanted it to be fucking over with #well its not over. the game continues and kokichi is dead and for what #didnt lift a fucking finger #fucking idiot coward bottom of the barrel piece of shit. GOD #i dont know man. it's just real kill yourself hours for shuichi after this one

[looksm]

a bit possessive

— bf!daniel park x gf!reader

— its hard having a good looking boyfriend, sometimes you cant help but feel possessive over your bf.

your boyfriend that wags his imaginary tail whenever you're around. will praise the ground you walk on and is on the go to be your servant.

daniel who only wants to protect you from the world and keep you from any harm, he's quick to make sure you are always okay and safe whenever he's not around.

dates with daniel is just him following behind you, eyes only on you as you two walk around a mall. you're quite possessive over him, in his new body or original body, daniel is a pretty boy so other girls are always gawking at him.

daniel is kinda clueless when he sees you become more touchy in public, making him bend his knees so you can give him a kiss in public that makes his cheeks go into a red color.

going to the food court, and sitting besides him instead of in front of him, he doesn't really think much of it as he continues to munch on his food like a starved puppy. hes too busy eating to realize the random girls walking pass you two and stare a bit longer at daniel. he feels your small hand on his thigh, he freezes for a bit and looks over at you with curious puppy eyes.

you dont say anything and continue to look at him with your cute innocent face as you rub your hand up and down his thigh. "what are you doing?" he asks putting his fork down and swallowing his food. "nothing.." you smile cutely taking a sip of your lemonade as your hand went higher.

thats when he sees right thru you, you're so cute.. a pout forming on those lips of yours the longer he stares at you. you were jealous, and he doesn't know why cause you are the only girl he looks at but he knows a way to solve this problem. good thing a private bathroom was near.

"so fucking pretty fuck.. " daniel groans as he slows his moves to stare as his dick goes in and out of your pretty pussy from the back as you try and hold onto the sink. you whine in return and stare at him thru the mirror. "danny..." you whisper as you back up on him as a sign for him to not stop.

daniel who has a grip on your hips with both his hands rams his big dick back into you making you gasp. "this little skirt, cute ass and pretty pussy all for me.. fuck you make me crazy.." daniel smacks your ass making you squeak and before you can say anything daniel is back to pounding into you, his dick basically digging inside of you.

"danny!" you yelp and hide your face away from the mirror. "baby look up" daniel commands stopping for a second to get you away from holding onto the sink and wrapping an arm around your torso as he holds you close to him making you look at yourself into the mirror.

hes back to smaking his hips against your ass, reaching deeper inside your pussy thats for sure bruise now from his relentless pounding. "you're so damn perfect babe" he groans feeling you squeeze him.

you're mind goes into mush watching yourself thru the mirror as daniels big frame towers over you as he pounds into you, love juice going down your thigh, and the hottest thing of all was daniel's brows knitted together and sweat forming in his forehead.

the only things that would come out your mouths were little uh uh uhs not even caring at whoever was knocking on the other side of the door. "fuck danny.. you're all mine." you manage to say in one breath and hold onto his arm, getting closer to cumming.

"im all yours" he says bitting the tip of your ear that causes a shiver to go down your back and to coat his dick, he follows after you with a moan and pulls out cumming on your delicious thighs.

he releases his grip from your torso and has you stumbling for a bit but your boyfriend is quick to catch you. you two are breathless and continue to stare at each other before daniels lips form to a smile. "i fucking love you y/n..." he says out of breath before pulling you to a quick kiss. "love you too.." you blush and soon enough you two start to get ready again, and heading out.

holding hands and making sure every time you pass by any girl who stares sees the hicking on his neck, cause he is all yours.

im sorta crazy for daniel... also the plot got lost 😭 this was supposed to be golden retriever bf daniel but things went sideways

[anakinstwinklebunny]

Author's note: please indulge in sending me requests 🙏🏻🙏🏻 I miss my fav characters and my nonnies. JOIN THE RABBIT'S FAMILY I SWEAR I DONT BITE JUST KEEP TALKIN' TO ME AND I'LL BE SO HAPPY 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

𝓕𝓛𝓤𝓕𝓕 ❦

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You hopped into the speeder beside ANAKIN SKYWALKER with the wildest grin, excited to spend some time with your boyfriend. The engine hummed softly while the vehicle began its smooth ride through the streets of Coruscant. Anakin, as always, was in control, hands confidently gripping the wheel. The soft hum of the speeder beneath you was calming, and you leaned back in the seat, enjoying the wind brushing through your hair

“Nice and easy, huh?” You teased, glancing over at him, a playful smile tugging at your lips.

“Of course,” Anakin replied with that signature smirk, eyes glinting with mischief (which was suspicious already) as he kept his focus on the road ahead. "I'm always careful when it comes to you."

You chuckled, feeling the wind in your hair as you relaxed, the city of Coruscant stretching out below you. But you should've known better than to trust him for even a second behind the wheel.

Without warning, Anakin’s fingers tightened on the controls, and the speeder jerked forward, picking up speed at an alarming rate.

“What the hell, Anakin?” you gasped, eyes widening as the buildings blurred past you faster than necessary. “What are you--?!”

He didn’t answer--of course he didn’t. He was too busy grinning, voice a low chuckle that made your stomach flip. “Hold on tight,” he murmured. “You’re in for a ride.”

And ride you did.

The speeder shot forward like a bolt of electricity, your body slammed back against the seat, the force of his acceleration knocking the breath out of you. Your heart raced, eyes wide as you hold tight on the belt securing your body from literally being injured (or worse)

“Anakin! Slow down!" you Oh my god, we’re gonna crash!” you screamed, clutching the seat as you felt the air grow thick and fast. “Stop! Please!”

But he just laughed.

Loud.

Cocky.

Damned bastard.

His smirk never fluttered as he zoomed through the streets, dodging traffic with perfect skill only he could possess. You could feel the heat of your panic rising, chest heaving as the speed and danger of it all took over. Fingers dug into the armrest, breath quickening as the speeder swerved left and right, your eyes barely keeping together the changing scenery

“We’re gonna die!” you sobbed, gripping the seat tighter as Anakin leaned forward, slamming the speeder into a barrel roll. "Oh my god we are gonna die!" Your stomach lurched as you screamed, hair flying everywhere as the ground turned into sky and then back again.

“Fuck!” you gasped, gasping for air, body constantly twisting in the seat, and yet, Anakin's laughter filled the air, voice low and teasing, like he was absolutely loving every second of this.

“Anakin!” you screamed, grip tightening on the seat as your world flipped and spun, your stomach doing flips of its own. “We’re gonna die!”

You were gasping, heart racing, and Anakin--god, Anakin--was laughing like it was the most fun he’d had in ages. You wanted to scream at him, throw him out of the speeder, but you couldn’t even get the words out, and let's not talk about how your hands were frightened to let go of what they were holding.

“I--” you struggled to catch your breath as you pressed back into the seat. "Anakin, I swear to God--"

He just laughed louder, shifting the speeder into a tighter turn, sending you crashing against the side. “You’re so dramatic,” he teased, smirk never faltering. “Nothing’s gonna happen. Just trust me, princess”

“Please, Ani!” you begged, voice shaky, desperate. “Stop! I can’t breathe!”

“You’re too cute when you’re scared,” Anakin murmured, his voice amused as he flipped the speeder back to its upright position. The city was a blur now, sky above the two of you, clean, stars shining, as he drove the speeder toward an isolated destination.

When he finally, finally stopped, you gasped for air, chest heaving as you looked at him, eyes wide with shock and terror. Your hair was a tangled mess, face flushed from the wild ride, and your hands were still shaking as you tried to calm yourself.

But then--before you could even think your breath--Anakin was leaning over, two fingers lifting your chin “You’re adorable,” he murmured, hand sliding to your cheek, fingers brushing the wild strands of your hair out of your face. “You look so cute all shaken up.”

You glared at him, still trying to catch your breath. “You’re a fucking psychopath,” you muttered, but your voice wavered.

He moved closer, lips brushing against your skin as he whispered, “Worth it" he grinned with proudness "You looked so fucking hot all shaken up like this.”

[saltnsugarbear]

you're intertwining your soul with somebody else (18+)

summary: you and your boyfriend invite someone new into your bed...

title from: "Somebody Else" by The 1975

word count: 5.2k

content warnings: smut MDNI!!!! oral (r!receiving), cuckholding, protected sex (JOEY DONT PLAY SORRY YALL), squirting,,,,, multiple positions 🕺

side note: literally actually snatched a dialogue line from chats with Olive but it was just too good. update I've taken another. this fic co written by Olive Berzattosgf. 100% caters to me and Olive today sorry guys <//3

this first divider from @/strangergraphics and the cigar and whiskey from @/thecutestgrotto

This is how it starts. With a simple 'thank you.'

"What was that?" Joey asked you when Lip walks away.

"What was what?" You frown at him.

"That," He gestures at where the bartender had been.

"Joey, I don't know what you're talking about." You tell him, glancing at your boyfriend before taking a sip from your drink.

"'Thank you,'" He tries to mimic the way you had thanked Lip for your drink. Tries to mimic the way your voice dips into that sultry tone you usually use against him.

"I did not say it like that.." You grumble, face flushing. Joey scoffs next to you and you don't have to look at him to know he's rolling his eyes. A moment passes before Joey sits up straighter, flagging down someone. You follow his gaze and your breathing catches when you spot Lip down the bar.

"Hey, come'ere," Joey flicks his fingers towards himself when he grabs Lip's attention. He slides down the counter, grabbing a new glass assuming Joe wanted a drink. When he shakes his hand no, Lip puts the glass back with a furrowed brow.

"You wanna fuck 'em?" Joey gestures to you when he says it. Your face flushes at his words, mouth falling open at his vulgarity.

"Quinn," you hiss. You only call him Quinn when you're pissed.

"I'm sorry?" Lip chokes out, tilting his head and furrowing his brow. You're beyond embarrassed by his behavior, sitting up to cut in.

"He's had to much to drink, I'm sorry-" You start.

"I'm asking you, if you want to fuck 'em. Cause they sure wanna fuck you and I'll let ya both," Joey starts again. "Unless you don't wanna fuck 'em, which then there's somethin' wrong with ya.."

"Joseph!" You slap his shoulder, thoroughly embarrassed by your boyfriends behavior.

"You said you wanted to try inviting someone into our bedroom. I choose this guy," Joey tells you, dragging over a dry napkin. "Gotta pen?"

Lip pulls a pen from his pocket and hands it to Joey. You watch as Joey writes out the hotel and room number your both staying in tonight. He pushes the pen and napkin towards Lip across the bar, jabbing it with a finger.

"Come by, or don't." Joey tells him. "'S your choice."

The walk back to your hotel room is silent. Your heart is thumping in your chest as Quinn leads you back to the room, fingers tucked in your belt loops. You think of a hundred different ways to approach the situation. What were you expected to do if Lip the bartender actually showed up later. All possibilities make your stomach squirm anxiously until you're behind the hotel room door.

The one you don't consider is Joey crowding you against the door. His hands are rough as he drags you into a kiss. You're pliant in his hold, bringing your hands to fist at his shirt and tug his hips close. He groans into your mouth, nipping softly at your lower lip.

Joey seems reluctant, when he pulls away. You trail after him until he appeases you, giving you one last firm kiss before backing away. You huff as he turns away, leaving you against the door.

You watch as Joey goes to the table and chair in the corner across the room. Tucking your hands behind you as he takes his gun out of the holster, placing it in the table.

"Really?" You snicker, eyeing it where it sits next to him. "You're gonna start swingin' that around?"

"Don't know what you're talkin' about," Joey says, sitting down in the chair in the corner. You roll your eyes as you walk over to him, framing his legs with yours when you stop in front of him.

"You sure you're okay with this?" You ask him, bringing your hands to rest on his shoulders, smoothing your thumbs over the fabric of his shirt.

"'M sure," He tells you, tracing his fingers along the tops of your thighs. "Need you t'go sit down now, otherwise I'm gonna fuck you before he can get here."

You scoff, stepping away from him, going for the bed and flopping down on it. You rest your hands on your stomach while you trace the patterns on the ceiling.

Your head perks up at the knock on the door, sitting up and looking at Joey.

"Go on. Open the door," Joey flicks his fingers at it, leaning further back into the seat. Your heart feels like it's going to burst out of your chest as you get up and cross the room. When you peak through the peephole, you can't help how you inhale softly. Lip stands in front of the door, hands in his pockets as he waits.

"It's the bartender.. Lip," you turn to look at Joey, making sure he's actually on board with this.

"Open it," Joey nods, legs spread wide where he sits.

You have no choice, at this point. You made this bed. Time for you to lie in it.

You start to open the door slowly but Lip is quick to shove it further. You can't help but make a noise of surprise and it's like he's on you in an instant.

Lip’s hands are warm on your face, tugging you towards him until he's kissing you. And he's kissing you like he needs you to breathe. It catches you off guard and forces a squeal of surprise from your mouth. He takes the doorknob from you and closes the door quietly when Joey clears his throat across the room.

You can feel the reluctance in Lip when he pulls back, breathing heavily through his nose.

"Joseph," he sniffs, looking at him across the room.

"Don't fuckin' call me that." Joey says sharply, sitting up quickly. "You call me Quinn, or you keep your mouth shut."

The way he's being so direct with Lip makes something flutter in your stomach, watching how like fights to roll his eyes. There's something that tells you to kiss Lip, and you do, surprising both of the boys. Lip grunts against your mouth before pulling you close, nipping gently at your lower lip. Joey doesn't interrupt this time, giving Lip time to tug your mouth open a little.

You pull back first, breathing heavily as you blink open heavy eyelids. Lip's face is slightly more flushed than before when you take him in but he's looking behind you.

"This ends when I come, right? Not when they do?" Lip asks over your shoulder, still holding your face close. You can't see Joey's reaction but Lip is speaking again.

"I can make 'em come as many times as I want?"

The question makes your brow furrow and you can hear Joey scoff behind you.

"Yeah, you can- you can fuckin' try." You can practically hear the way he waves his hand like he's dismissing it. It's a moment before you look back at Lip's eyes. He's already looking at you, blue eyes darting around your face like he's assessing you. You tilt your head at him, moving just enough he knows you're confused. Lip gives you a quick smile before he's kissing you again, hands moving to your hips to press you up against the door.

Lip is eager to get your pants off, making quick work of the button and zipper before he's tugging them down your legs. He helps slip them over your feet, throwing them to the side before he gets further settled on his knees. Your brow furrows softly, glancing at Joey across the room. He looks just as confused as he watches Lip pull your hips closer to his face, nosing at your underwear gently. Neither one of you expected to find a giver.

The feeling of Lip's tongue over your clothed clit makes you inhale sharply, eyes rolling as he traces down to prod at your entrance. You can't help but groan softly, stomach turning at the hand Lip places over your mound, brushing his thumb over your clit. He continues to prod at your slit through the fabric, lapping softly at the cotton. The feeling of his teeth against your underwear makes you shudder, rocking up into his mouth.

Lip uses this as an excuse to tug down your underwear, slipping it off one of your legs and pulling your leg over his shoulder. He's warm as he prods his tongue at your entrance. You moan softly, quickly cut off with a gasp as he slips the tips of his fingers past his tongue. Lip pushes up until the knuckles, curling his fingers against your walls in a way that makes you sigh.

Lip hikes your leg further over his shoulder, jostling you farther up the door as he holds onto your thigh tightly. The movement has you scrambling to find something to keep yourself steady, fingers digging for purchase against the door.

Your eyes catch Joey's, face flushing as he watches you. His eyes don't stray from your face, taking in every reaction you give. Your jaw drops and head falls back when Lip somehow licks deeper into you. His nose is pressed up against your clit, driving you insane as he thrusts his fingers in deep with his tongue.

Your hand finds purchase against his scalp, trying to push him closer. "Oh my fucking God.."

You can feel how Lip is kissing and licking at your core, like he's making out with your cunt. Joey was good with his mouth but this is something else.

Your leg around his shoulder pulls Lip closer. You should probably be more courteous to the way you're pushing Lip impossibly closer, but you can't find it in yourself to care. He doesn't seen to care either. Lip grunts softly as you push against the back of his head, licking around where his fingers stretch.

"Fuck- fuck-" You choke out, squeezing your eyes shut as your hips jerk, grinding into Lip's face as you feel your release wash over you. Your head feels fuzzy from it and the way Lip is licking around his fingers, curling them against your walls as you rock against his hand. You can't help but whine when he slips his fingers out, groaning as he licks up from your slit to your clit.

Lip parts from your cunt with a kiss to your clit. He trails kisses up your stomach, shoving your shirt up to find more skin. He nips softly at the skin until he can bite at your jaw. Lip trails kisses along your jaw until he captures your mouth, prying it open with his thumb to slip his tongue in.

The taste of your arousal makes you groan, tugging his hips closer to you.

"Y'gonna let me fuck you in front'a him?" Lip asks against your cheek, pressing his thigh up against your exposed cunt. The denim of his jeans is a stark difference from his mouth and fingers. You nod quickly but it's not good enough for him.

Lip pulls away to look at you, pupils blown wide. "Hmm? You gonna let me fuck you in front'a him?"

You nod again, eager to please. "Yes... Please.."

Lip gives you a small smile before he takes a few steps back, dragging you with him by your hips. He's quick to turn both of you so you're now the one walking backwards. He leads you until the backs of your legs hit the bed, pulling you into him. He brings a hand to your face to kiss you, guiding your mouth open with his thumb on your chin.

The kiss is messy and slow. Like he's trying to show off..

Not caring for it, you pull away from him and lay back against the bed. Lip tsks softly before grabbing at your hips to move you closer to the edge of the mattress.

"No, fuck you, I want to see as little of you as possible," Joey says when Lip tries to pull you further down the bed. Lip scoffs from where he stands in front of you, grip tightening on your hips at Joey's words. You sigh softly, leaning your head back into the mattress to look at Joey across the room.

You watch him for a few seconds before you look back at Lip, "Get undressed, I'll deal with him.."

You don't give Lip much choice, so he's backing up and working off his shirt before undoing his belt. You turn back to Joey, grinning at him from where you lay on your back.

"Joey," You sigh, reaching your hands out to grab for him. Joey's up in a moment, crossing the room to you and sliding his hands into yours.

"How do you want me?" You ask him with a grin. Joey huffs, trying not to roll his eyes at your request. You hum softly until he finally gets the hint, sliding his hands up your arms and lifting you up.

"Want you facin' me.." He says quietly, turning you to face the chair in the corner. You hum quietly, settling down where he's placed you.

"Y'sure?" You ask him innocently enough. "Y'don't wanna watch him... Y'know.. Put it in?"

Joey groans quietly at your words, grip on your upper arms tightening a little. You give him a small grin, watching as Joey composes himself after your words.

"Can't be sayin' shit like that.." He grumbles, setting your hands in your lap before bringing his hands to your face.

"You still okay with this?" Joey asks you softly, studying your face for any signs you want to back out. You smile softly and nod quickly, placing a quick kiss to the inside of his wrist to cement it. Joey hums softly before leaning down to give you kiss. He's slow to depart, tugging your lower lip into his mouth.

"Taste good.." Joey mutters after you pull away, running a thumb over your cheek. You chuckle softly, giving him another quick kiss that has him trailing after your lips.

"Gotta wait your turn.." You tell him, giving him one more kiss before you settle more comfortably on the mattress. Joey grumbles before he retreats back to his chair. He isn't too much of a fan of you turning your back to him. Less of a fan of how Lip kneels on the mattress and ducks down to kiss you deeply. You tease softly at his waistband, tugging at it and tracing your fingers over his v-line. 

"Mmm, gonna fill you up nice, huh?" Lip asks you, nipping at your jaw before pulling away. You look back at Joey, grinning at him while Lip shucks off his boxers.

"The fuck you are," Joey grumbles from his seat. He lifts his hips and pulls out his wallet, thumbing out the condom he keeps stored in there. It hits Lip in the chest when he tosses it at him, landing softly on the bed between you and Lip. You don't miss the tent forming in his pants, or the way Lip eyes his jeans when you turn back to him.

"Joey can be very territorial.." You mutter to Lip when he snatches up the condom from the bed. Lip mutters something under his breath as he tears the packaging, tossing the wrapper to the side in favor of rolling the rubber down his length.

"Turn around for me," Lip asks you, handling your hips when you turn over. He's gentle but firm as he manipulates your body, facing you towards Joey.

The feeling of his tip poking at your entrance makes you inhale sharply. You have to bite down on your lip as he pushes forward, stretching you in a way that makes your eyes roll. You have to duck your head down, stifling a whine as Lip sinks into the hilt. You absentmindedly rock back into him, rolling your hips into his as you adapt to the stretch.

Lip sets a mild pace before he slows to a stop making you whine. You can hear him scoff behind you before his hands are on your ass, pushing your hips forward to see where he sinks into you before pulling them back against his own hips.

"You can fuck yourself on my cock, can't ya?" He asks, and you can hear the condescension in his voice. You whimper, looking up at Joey for some sort of support but his face gives nothing away. It makes you whine again before rocking your hips forward and rolling backwards. A groan falls from your lips as you feel the head of his cock brush that spongy spot along your walls, rolling your hips slower to hit it again.

You rest your forehead against your arms, continuing to roll your hips the same way until you can't think outside of the small circles of your hips.

"Fuck- shit-" You choke, hips stilling back against Lip's. When you stop, Lip starts again, slowly fucking you through your orgasm.

You have to bury your face in the sheets as Lip fucks into you. The feeling makes you squeal softly, rocking your hips back into his movements. None of your words come together coherently as he thrusts into you, focusing on how he stretches you open.

Lip brings one of his hands to your face, leaning his weight on his other one. The hand on your face squishes your cheeks together, lips puckering as he lifts you up. Lip huffs when he sees your face, gaze flicking quickly to Joey, "They get this brainless when you fuck 'em?"

And you want to feel bad. You want to find it in yourself to feel bad.

But Joey knows as well as you do that it takes Joey longer to get you like this. You're almost two orgasms deep and Lip has your head cleared. You can't form a single thought outside of how good he's fucking you. Walls clenching around his length as him rocks his hips into you.

Lip sets you back down when all Joey does is clench his jaw. There's a hand in the middle of your shoulders that slowly slips to the back of your neck. You whine softly as Lip uses his hand placement to get a better angle. He uses his free hand to guide your hips back into him, rough handling you in a way that makes you moan quietly.

"Careful, asshole," Joey mutters.

"Fuck you," Lip says softly.

Lip is good at keeping you on edge. Giving you just enough pleasure to tease you with an orgasm before pulling out or stopping. He does this so many times you can't count them anymore. At a certain point Lip gives you a shallow thrust punctuated with a grind up against your walls that makes you choke and bury your face in the the mattress.

"Joey.." You whine, half-muffled by the comforter. Your heart feels like it's going to beat out of your chest, you know Joey's not the one fucking you. You fist the sheets in your hands, rolling your hips back. "Joey, Joey.."

Lip scoffs behind you, rolling his hips into you. He slips his arm around your middle, bringing his had to your shoulder and lifting you up. Lip brings you to lean back against his chest, letting him manipulate you as he pleased.

"Not Joey, baby.. Give it another go.." He mutters roughly, punctuating his request with a sharp thrust. You give him a muddled whine, leaning your head back against his shoulder. Lip rolls his eyes, bringing his hand from your shoulder to your face. He turns your head to look at him, tapping your cheek until you open your eyes.

"Tell him who's making you feel this good, baby.. Cause it's not him," Lip glances at Joey across the room as he says it.

"Fuck you," Joey bites out and Lip snickers.

"Come on, baby. You gonna tell him?" He asks.

"You.. You are.." You whine out, heart dropping when Lip rolls his eyes.

"Don't need t'tell me," Lip scoffs before turning your face towards Joey. "Tell him."

You're all but blinking back tears, watching as Joey clenches his jaw as he watches you. You can't help as your lower lip juts out, "Feels so good, Joey.."

"I know, sweetheart," Joey's eyes soften. It's not his fault he happened to pick the bartender that knew how to fuck. "You're doin' so good, though.."

Joey's gaze flickers to Lip briefly when he rolls his eyes. He holds your jaw tightly, bringing his face close to yours.

"Now tell him who's fuckin' you this good.." He grunts, rocking his hips into you.

You whine softly, trying to roll your own hips in time with his. Lip's palm cradles your neck gently and it's driving you insane, on top of everything else he's doing. You groan softly as he thrusts up into you, bringing one of your hands to grab onto his thigh.

"Joey.." You gasp softly, rolling your hips in a way that you hope will entice Lip back into fucking you. You feel like a child, whining because they're not getting what they want.

Lip stays still while you squirm in his hold, wiggling your hips a little. You can't bite back the groan you let out, opening your eyes to find Joey. The moment you spot him, you're pouting.

"Joey, he won't move," you whine. You roll your hips as if to prove your point to him.

Joey huffs softly, biting back a smile. "Tell 'im that, baby. 'M not the one fuckin' ya, y'gotta use your words."

You can hear Lip 'tsk' behind you, can practically see how he rolls his eyes and you're whining again. "Please move, Lip, please, please, please.."

You're wiggling your hips forward again, trying to persuade him further. He huffs through his nose at your movements, in seemingly no rush to listen to your pleading.

That's when the pouting gets really bad. You sigh pathetically, feeling tears start to well. Lip watches how you roll your hips forward, trying to coax some sort of stimulation out of him.

"Joeeyyy-" You choke out, blinking back tears as you look at him. "Y'gonna let 'im tease me like this?"

Quinn has to keep himself from jumping out of the chair, covering his mouth with his hand. Your sniffling is one of the only sounds in the room as Joey holds on tight to the armrest.

"Move, or I'm gonna fuck 'em," Joey says, making eye contact with Lip. He can see that glint in his eyes, like he wants to challenge if Quinn will actually do it. But there's something else eating away at the inside of Lip, something that wants to challenge Joey deeper.

You can't help but cry out when Lip lifts you off his dick, laying you back on the mattress. You whine loudly, prepared to cry to Joey before Lip is pushing the tip back into you. Lip pressing up against that spongy spot is enough to satiate you while he reaches behind himself for a pillow. You watch passively as he brings it round and lifts your lower back off the bed and slipping the pillow under you. The new angle makes you groan softly, rocking your hips up to change the stimulation.

Lip perks up at the noise that leaves your mouth at a particular thrust. His lips quirk up as he repeats the motion, setting a steady roll of his hips. You choke on the whine that escapes you, leg jerking up gently.

"Yeah? Right there?" Lip's voice is taunting as he continues his shallow thrusts. All you can do is nod, whining loudly as he grinds his tip up against your walls.

You're reaching for Joey before you can think, left hand slipping off of Lip's arm and over your head. And Joey's up in a second. Joey is out of the chair almost the moment you started to reach for him. He slips his hand into yours and up your arm, gripping your elbow gently. His other hand comes to your face, tracing over your features softly.

Lip's hands tuck under your knees, pushing your legs to your chest as he thrusts into you at a steady pace.

You keen and squeal loudly when the band in your stomach breaks, hips jerking upwards. A groan tears from your throat as you lurch forward, pressing your forehead against Joey's while your eyes flutter shut.

"Shit.." Joey whispers while you whine, walls clenching around Lip's dick when he pushes back into you. You can hear Lip huff softly from above you, but you miss the glance he gives Joey.

"Didn't tell me they were easy t'squirt.." Lip grunts, punctuating that with a firm roll of his hips.

"I didn't know they could..." Joey's voice sounds amazed next to you. The meaning of Lip's words settles on you when you lay back down. You can't help but inhale sharply, opening your eyes to find Joey. He must see it on your face because he's smothering your face with kisses.

"No, 's okay, baby. Jesus fucking Christ, sweetheart, so fuckin' good.." He mutters into your skin. You exhale heavily, leaning into his affections and melting further into the mattress while Lip rocks into you slowly. Joey places one last kiss to your cheek before pulling away to take you in. Your eyelids feel heavy as Lip buries his face in your neck. You hum shortly as the rocking of his hips picks up it's pace while he kisses up your neck and nips at your jaw.

Lip’s mouth is right next to your ear as he holds you close, rocking his hips up into you rhythmically. His voice is low when he speaks up, making you glance at Joey quickly.

"You been keepin' that a secret from him? Hm? Do that jus' f'me?" Lip mutters quietly before placing a quick kiss to your neck, his words making your head fuzzy. After that, Lip picks up his pace. Thrusting up into you with deeper strokes and more erratic timing. He nudges nicely deep inside you and you know when Lip comes by the way his hips stutter before giving one last rough thrust. The feeling of his release trapped in the condom adds an extra warmth that makes your jaw drop, turning to look at Joey while you come back together. Joey places soft kisses over your face as you breathe slowly, trying to string your thoughts together outside of just Joey. Lip places soft bites to your chest and shoulder, rolling his hips a few times before rocking to a standstill. He sighs heavily before he pulls away from and out of you. You whine at the loss, shaking your head slightly. Lip huffs softly at you as he tugs off the condom, tying it off and grabbing his boxers off the bed.

Joey gets up once Lip has his boxers on, getting up and collecting his own things while Joey unbuttons his shirt. The two of them side eye one another while you push yourself over, catching your breath as you stare at the ceiling.

Once Lip is dressed, he crosses to the side of the bed. He brings a hand to your cheek and places a soft kiss to your forehead.

"See ya later, sweetheart," Lip mutters. You hum quietly, raising your hand goodbye as he leaves. The door opens and shuts, leaving you and Joey alone again.

Joey's in just his white tank top when he sits on the bed next to you. His hand is gentle as he brings it to your face, caressing you jaw gently.

"You doin' okay in there?" He asks you softly, eyes darting around your face. It takes you a moment before you nod, turning to press a soft kiss to his palm.

"Very okay," You whisper, watching his face. Joey nods, biting softly at the inside of his cheek. You bring the hand closest to him and set it on his thigh, tapping it gently.

"Thank you... I know you didn't like the idea," You tell him, watching as he thinks. Joey shrugs and leans down to give you a soft kiss.

"Just don't get any ideas about leavin' me.." He mutters. You huff at him, giving him a much firmer kiss than he did.

"Wouldn't dream of it.." You tell him after he pulls away. He hums, turning your head so he can place soft kisses to your jaw. You can't help but whine when he bites softly at your neck, feeling the familiar warmth stir in your stomach.

"Joey," you sigh, catching a glance at the very obvious tent pressing out of his unzipped jeans.

"Just need ya t'give me one more.." Joey tells you softly, brushing his thumb over your cheek. "You can do that for me, right?"

You're nodding before he even finishes his sentence, opening your legs wider for him to climb between.

"Y'did so good," he sighs as he settles between your legs, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of your mouth. "Let me take care of you now.."

"Hey," Joey flags down the bartender that looks most like him. He skims the name on his tag quickly and huffs at it. "'Lip.'"

"You got'a problem with that?" He raises his brow like it's a challenge.

"No," Joey huffs again, straightening up as he prepares himself. "Got a favor to ask ya."

"What is it?" Lip side eyes him, taking a rag from the counter and wiping down a glass. Joey sighs heavily, leaning against the counter and looks down at his hands.

"So... So my partners got this fire under their ass about maybe bringing someone into the bedroom," Joey starts. Lip furrows his brow, looking up from his glass. "I don't think it's a good idea. And I want to prove 'em right."

Lip huffs quietly and Joey wants to throw a fucking peanut at him. He doesn't. But he wants to.

"So," Joey starts again. "The favor is, you flirt with 'em. I make a fuss and we invite you in. You prove I'm right."

"You want me to fuck your partner?" Lip furrows his brow, looking at Joey like hes got two heads. Joey clenches his jaw, swallows his pride, and nods. He watches Lip as he processes this information, nodding absentmindedly.

"This like uh.. Like a trick question? You gonna come back and kick my ass if I flirt with 'em?" He questions. What a bizarre fucking request. He doesn't get paid enough for this.

"Why would I kick your ass? Literally asking you right now, I didn't say anything about kicking your ass." Now Joey's confused.

"You're asking me to fuck your significant other, sorry if I'm a little skeptical." Lip jabs, resting his palms against the counter.

"Both clean so that's not an issue. Unless you.. You clean?" Joey leans forward like it's a secret.

"I'm clean, asshole," Lip huffs. Joey rolls his eyes, how is he supposed to know if some stranger he just met was clean.

"Let me think about it." Lip says, setting down his rag. "Let y'know when you come back in."

Joey wants to groan, throw a fit, roll his eyes. But hes just asked a stranger to fuck is significant other with no prior background so he can't blame him. So, he instead pushes away from the bar, rapping his knuckles against the surface.

"Yeah, you let me know.."

[bunnyinvanilla]

Haii Bunny, thank you so much for feeding all of us with your Daddy Price fics ❤️ This is gonna be super self indulgent, since my next semester starts on Monday, but could you pretty please do a piece of Daddy Price rewarding us for doing well in school?

oh starlight !! i hope and pray your semester goes smoothly, im deep into exams month so I understand completely, don’t forget to take care of yourcuteself and don’t stress too much lovely!!! Ily!💫

🍯 | fluff, sugar daddy!john price x college student sugar baby fem!reader, laaarge age gap, john is in his 40s and reader is 21, very cheesy n cute

“look at my good girl, all precious and sweet, doing so well in school…” john mumbles against your neck, his beard tickling your flushed skin as you giggle and try to push him away, hands pressed against his chest.

“you’re so fuckin’ cute when you study, so intelligent and smart, gonna be the death of me, angel”

you laugh softly, finding it amusing how john always got like this anytime he saw you studying — you’ve recently taken an exam you studied so hard for, and you excelled at it, and john seemed to puff his chest like typical proud men did anytime he mentioned it

“the exams aren’t over yet, daddy, im not done..” your back arched against the mattress and his huge, imposing figure loomed over yours, making you forget about your scattered notes all over the bed.

”dont care, doll, let daddy reward you for being such a good student, what do you want? new books? more skirts? plushies? just say it and it’s all yours, bunny, mmh?”

“don’t want anything,” you managed to say between half breaths and your crystalline laughter, as john kept up with his assault on your neck, leaving hungry kisses all over your collarbone, “your beard tickles, daddy, wait-”

”then let’s get your favorite ice cream, and then we can go to that store you like so much, that one, like the liquor, what’s it called…”

your eyes widened and you gave him the sweetest, most sparkling doe eyes, so sugary he just wanted to spend his entire days spoiling you rotten, “brandy??”

he grinned against your skin, inhaling your sweet, vanilla perfume that he’d gotten you last time you’d taken another exam.

“yeah, sweetheart, that one, mmh? what ya say?”

“don’t want you to spend money on me, daddy, doing good in college is my duty not a-“

“we’ll go to the bookstore,” he added, cutting you short with a sharp, deep rumble that made you rethink your last words.

oh.

“well, then…okay” you blushed, giggling when his hands slithered under your shirt and grabbed your waist tightly, pulling you against him.

“that’s my girl,” he rumbled, a low, deep praise that growled witching his throat and made you turn red — you pulled his dog chain and whined, a timid silent request to get closer and kiss you.

“I’ll get ya one of those school girl outfits you like to wear around the bar and that make me loose my fucking mind, mmh? guess it counts as a reward for daddy too, huh doll?”

he muttered those words against your lips, and you nodded against his own, wrapping your arms around his neck to keep him close — he grabbed your chin and tilted your head to gain more access, delving his tongue deeper inside your mouth, making you whimper against him

you didn’t really know how to ask for what you wanted, your inhibitions only making you let out soft, feeble sounds, knowing he’d understand what you wanted.

“aight, bunny, let’s get your sweet ass up before daddy decides to reward you differently, that can wait until we come back, yeah?

he grins and you reached out to grab his hanging dog metal tag, pulling on the chain to press another kiss against his lip, wanting to feel him close all the time, “promise?”

“oh sweetheart, im a man of my word”

[the-astrophel-system]

How did you come to be anti-endo?

I actually managed to avoid the endo community for a really long time when I was first researching osddid. eventually i did made my way over to tumblr and even then i managed to be oblivious to the community. i cant remember how exactly i first encountered the community. but after having mostly accurate information given to me, i was like. this obviously doesn't add up.

i remember encountering the term "demo system" over on tiktok. and i was so fucking disgusted by it. you cant try this shit out. you cant choose to have this. the more i heard from these "origins" the more i want to debunk and educate.

i believe a good portion of the problem is that people are misunderstanding themselves. either they have forgotten their trauma (which is normal), or they down play their experiences and think that just because it wasn't the worst of the worst, they can't have osddid. but yeah, i feel like thats a portion of the endo community and i have empathy for that.

what i dont have empathy for is people who actively spread misinformation. you need trauma for cdds. simple as that. and you cannot have a comparable experience to cdds if you do not gave trauma. (all "you" is purely general. not specifically you. unless of course, you identify as endo)

as someone who is spiritual and communicates with my dead relative quite frequently. channeling and mediumship is not comparable to being a system.

as someone who understands how this disorder functions, creating alter egos for yourself, creating imaginary friends, or talking to your original characters in your head, is not comparable.

as someone who has experienced religious trauma, claiming that your spiritual or religious beliefs are comparable, is incredibly insensitive. you cannot force people to believe in your religion. so therefore, i have absolutely no obligation to engage in your religion if i dont want to. and again, you cannot prove this is a legitimate thing, so therefore its not fucking comparable.

from the start, i was against it. it makes a mockery of a disorder, and people are so fucking stubborn and caught up in validating themselves, that they cannot take criticism and try to figure out what is scientifically happening.

thanks for the question

[a-tired-human-draws-junk]

LU Four headcanons + Minish cap thoughts

EDIT: HELP I DIDNT MEAN TO POST THIS YET💀 fuck it we ball

So I've been playing minish cap and I'm having a great time it's so fucking whimsical and lovely everybody ever should play it right now but it made me realise how little?? Minish cap stuff gets mentioned in linked universe??? like where is my funny little figurine collection I spent thousands of shells on, where is my cute minish lore, where is my cane of pacci, where are my KINSTONES!!!

Anyways this is basically me nerding out over Minish cap and sharing my new silly little thoughts on Four (and spreading my new knowledge to the fic writers please there is so much untapped potential here you dont understand😭)

I've never done this before so bare w me

Starting w KINSTONES

So much of this is kinstones why does nobody talk about them I've read hundreds of LU fics and did not even know they existed till I played minish cap

I think Four has just SO. MANY. KINSTONES.

He just has a bag of random kinstone pieces on him at all times

Imagine the chain all sitting around the fire one day and fours like "anybody wanna match kinstones?" And the others stare at him like... "bro what is even that 😭"

Another funny idea, he just goes through his bag and starts trying to match the pieces he has, one actually works and a chest just appears next to the chain and four is like "aw hell yeah that's some good luck"

Everybody else "four how did you just SUMMON TREASURE"

"Got lucky :]"

Imagine hes not even really known as a hero in his home town but as the kinstone guy™

They go to Fours hyrule and little kids will just come up to him like ",,kinstone,,?" And he will just whip out the biggest bag of kinstone pieces and grab the exact one needed to match

It's like a magic trick

Desperately need some good luck? Talk to the kinstone guy hes gotchu

Imagine the colors all get their own bags

He just has four bags of kinstones at all times (maybe five if they have a community pile)

(There are more at home)

Also animals? Can have kinstones?? I feel there is comedy potential in that

Four has a collection of silly little figurines he paid thousands of mysterious shells for and I need somebody to talk about it

He has over A HUNDRED SILLY LITTLE FIGURINES

I dont know what to do with this knowledge but it is important to me that people know that

Cane of pacci.

CANE OF PACCI

Please its concept is so fucking funny people need to use it more.

(I've seen it a few times but NOT ENOUGH!!)

Imagine dink shows up and gives an evil monologue and everyone is having an intense stare down and four just discreetly grabs his cane and zaps dink w it and he just fucking flips upside down smacks his head on the ground and passes out

LIKE PLEASE ITS SO FUNNY I LOVE IT

Theres a hole in the ground and he just zaps it and jumps in and rolls around and fucking flings himself into the air

I've seen so many fics where Four can just shrink down at will and that's fine I like em but in game you have to use minish portals and it's a whole thing

And I've seen people utilizing portals which I love

But I need more funny moments so

In game they are so very inconvenient and some are so fucking funny to me

Four just walks into a house flips this beautiful, giant vase, upside down jumps on top and becomes smol

Like??😭 going into people houses and breaking their pots is a link tradition but just... flipping one upside down is for some reason incredibly hilarious to me

Or running head first into a tree using pegasus boots to reveal a portal

Somebody do something w these portals they are so incredibly good

Also piccori are SMALL

They are TINY

When I imagined the minish I was picturing a lil guy the size of my thumb maybe a little smaller

NO

THESE BITCHES THINK ACORNS ARE BIG!!

THEY ARE SO INCREDIBLY TINY!

MINISCULE!

I dont know what to do with that I just desperately needed to share

Imagine the picori lore potential yall

I've seen a few good ones but I NEED MORE LITTLE GUYS

Fours hyrule has a whole lotta beliefs and traditions about the minish me thinks

I mean they already have a festival about them

So imagine-

They find chips on the walls of their homes that are neatly shaped and nicely trimmed and they leave them, they take it as good luck, the picori are staying here

You see many of such spots in someone's home and you take them as kind, the picori stay with them

I think they abide by leaving picori paths

Random small planks connecting homes and making paths too small to walk are left where they are

If a plank starts decaying they leave a similar sized one nearby and the next day find the old one replaced and a kinstone lying nearby

If your flower pots neatly lined in a row suddenly have a small gap between two, keep it, the picori are passing by here

I think they make spaces in their homes for them

I think Four would go out of his way to leave space for the picori in his

Maybe he makes little houses he keeps in his yard or on a shelf or on the rafters or all of the above

Maybe he leaves out food in odd places and when it disappears he finds treasures somewhere nearby

He basically has a whole neighborhood of minish living in and around his house

I think Four has actually learned minish

Like yes he used the jabbernut to understand them initially but I think he went out of his way to properly learn it

And there are canonically different dialects, lil tidbit courtesy of Ezlo, so maybe hes learned multiple versions of minish

Imagine the funny moments where he just fucking starts saying smth in minish like "pico pipi pori co" and the chain stare at him and he just stares back like 'what?' "WHAT DOES PICOROCOPOIPO MEAN,??"

Hes just spent too much time as a tiny guy

[olorinscombatboots]

JUST ABSOLUTELY GUT ME ON A PERFECTLY PEACEFUL MORNING WHY DONT U???

celegorm has always pretty decidedly been my least favorite fëanorian (re: lúthien) so much so that i kind of define him by that. which i realize is a bit hypocritical because i will defend maedhros and maglor and fëanor with my life despite their many crimes, because of their grief and desperation and who they were outside of those crimes.

but now u got me thinking about celegorm... and how the same grief and desperation would apply to him too. if the kinslayings aren't the first thing i think of when it comes to the rest of the fëanorians, if i can see logically how they were broken down and driven to that point in spite of being, from my perspective, whole and genuine people before all that, how can i turn around and look at tyelko and say "ah yes, the bitch who kidnapped lúthien, what a complete snake he must have been" and give him Zero further thought??

cause yeah, kidnapping lúthien is a snake move, just like kinslaying is actually super fucked up. but if the fëanorians weren't always fucked up kinslayers, tyelko wasn't always a lúthien-kidnapping snake, he had to have somehow fallen to that point.

of Course tyelko was something before lúthien. of Course he was full of life and love like the rest of his family, and had it leeched out of him by the pain of the oath and the guilt of what it had Already made him do.

he was basically joined at the hip with curvo. he used to be an honored follower of oromë. he was originally on great terms with finrod, showing friendship to him in every need, a friendship that was only broken because of that motherfucking oath. the lúthien thing is Icky, but how much of it had genuinely icky motivations, and how much was motivated by the political advantage she could give him, an advantage that might help him finally, finally fulfill the oath. tyelko and curvo only get Really Ridiculous in their later encounter with beren and lúthien, after they had lost finrod and tyelpe refused to leave nargothrond with them. if i can say "yeah fëanors grief for finwë obviously put him in a volatile mental state and would somewhat explain the oath and the first kinslaying" then i should also acknowledge that tyelko and curvo were in an At Least Equally volatile mental state by this point, after losing finrod and tyelpe and any hope of help from nargothrond OR doriath. and the result of the lúthien situation being tyelko's loss of huan, his last connection to oromë, had to have fucked him up even more, made him double down, re: "im gonna kill thingol if its the last thing i do" and the second kinslaying.

but tyelko was more than that, in the beginning, just like the rest of his family. and, just like his family, he was motivated by a sick twisting of his love and loyalty. it actually hurts me now to think of him dying at dior's hand, and i wonder if as he died he felt the same horror and grief maedhros and maglor would feel when the silmarils burned their hands.

my deepest and sincerest apologies to turcafinwë tyelkormo fëanorion. you were never as damned as i thought you were.

Celegorm Headcanons because he interests me

He's never had a plan ever, he's pure impulse and instinct which leads to most of the problems he's had.

He and Aredhel were good friends in Valinor, he taught her how to shoot, she taught him about horses. they had a treehouse they built together that supposedly no one else knew about (both of their mothers visit it when they start to miss them too much)

He was a leash kid, Fëanor tried the whole we aren't putting my child on a leash speech, but it became pretty clear it was the only way to keep track of him in a crowd.

He raised tadpoles, bunnies, little birds, anything that he felt had been abandoned by it's caretaker, he raised them with a patience and a tenderness otherwise out of character.

He met Orome when he was ten, he'd wandered out into the forest and been lost there for three days, the Vala had handed him a bow and placed him on the back of a massive hound. when the search party had returned exhausted and defeated, they had found the little boy fast asleep curled around the bow the way another child might cuddle a toy, his head cushioned on an equally asleep absolutely giant dog.

He kept Maglor moving when he was regent, he had neither the patience or sympathy to let him drown, he needed to stay alive, their people needed to stay alive, they had no room for grief or failure.

After the oath the place in his heart that had once served Oromë became a hole, it grew and grew, until it completely consumed him, all of his brothers felt the loss of the connection to the Valar overtime but he felt it first, it drove him mad first.

Maedhros didn't let him out of his reach after Luthien, everything he did was monitored everything he said reported, this the confinement, being back on a leash pushed him over the edge.

He's actually awful at swordsmanship, every bit as bad with a sword as he is good with a bow and arrow, he can never figure out where to put his feet.

He was still alive when Maedhros found him after Doriath, he told him the about his people taking Elured and Elurin with his last breath. Maedhros held him a little longer than he should've given the situation (Maglor sat with him until long past him going fully cold)

[rissouu]

if you come on tumblr and believe you own a CONCEPT or sex talk… pls unfollow me now. @blkkizzat it’s been an ongoing thing with you?

in your post you claim you don’t believe you own a concept, but you first came into my dms throwing it out about how YOUR post was plug!choso, and i tagged mine plug!choso.

and brat taming is a common fucking thing, especially in jjk. like i said before i dont even know who you are, you claim i “watered down” a version of your work i didn’t even know existed? i don’t read your works… ever. yesterday i found out that you write non-con and it literally blew me the fuck away, im not about to argue with someone who writes about that shit.

not only did you claim i copied one of your choso works, but you ALSO claim i copied another because i posted a baby!daddy drabble about choso. im not sure what work you were talking about… but fucking baby daddy. are you serious? who HASN’T written about a jjk man being a dad/baby!daddy. please do not act so entitled, there will be people who write similar dirty talk and sex play as you simply because IT IS COMMON AND POPULAR. girls like it, or at least i do. and ive always written my fucking dialogue like that.

you’re saying that a less than 6 paragraph drabble i made is copied from your work? yet yours is about university’s and sorority’s… me and my friend read over it, it literally has a whole plot. what the fuck are you talking about plagiarism and mine doesn’t even have a anything to it but fucking sex and foul language?

accuse somebody else please! you’ve been on my nerves since you dmed me, ive been writing for years and im not one to copy— especially not from you.

you followed ME and i didn’t even know about it until i got a dm from you??? and trust im not about to keep explaining myself over some dumb shit like this, you claiming i copied 2 works yet i’ve never read anything of yours in my life, girl please.

how do you come from making your main point as saying i “took” your concepts, to then saying you don’t own concepts?

then after i got into your ass about it, you switched it up and started saying you didn’t care about the concepts, i “watered down” your SEX TALK and SEX SCENES.

now onto the NEXT drabble you claim i copied you on.

again… i don’t read your works and i don’t keep up with your account. i literally stated the same thing in every response i gave you, i don’t have you followed and i do not know you. grow the fuck up this is a writing app in a very small community of writers, baby!daddy, brat!taming, and plug!anime are one of the most COMMON CONCEPTS. please leave me alone and try to argue with someone else, im not the one.

i got the baby!daddy concept from my friend, LMFAOA. so don’t you feel stupid bitch?

@itadodori’s baby!daddy work. i simply got the concept of baby!daddy from here and put mine for choso. thank you again for helping me bby 💋

moving on.. you have a history of getting into drama with people on here ive heard, AND NOWWW I SEE WHY. i have NO history, i stay in my own lane, and barely even fucking read on here i mostly write unless it’s my moots posts.

and pls- ive literally written fucking baby!daddy before. it was never any inspo from you. now ima let the screenshots of all my previous works, wattpad and tumblr talk for me.

it’s dialogue, smut scenes, and sexual positions you claim i took, yet ive been writing this way for years… on and off tumblr?? LMAOAOAOA the proof is all here.

literally in all my works i include almost the exact same sex talk, same sex positions, scenes, and same genre of sex, as well as the same aura in the men i write. pls try to come for somebody else, i have no interest in being respectful anymore or even trying to understand your side, all that went out the window when you tried to accuse me of “taking” something from you for a second time, hoe leave me the fuck alone.

and since bitches wanna talk about where they from now? im from la where plugs are very aggressive, hence why i fucking said it because it’s common in my surroundings. you wanna flex you know plugs and do drugs and shit, but bitch we come from two entirely different worlds? i hate a dumb ass hoe dude.

and again this is fan fiction we talking about not real life. its FAN fiction and i can write my characters HOWEVER i wanna fuckin write em. none of the readers have an issue, clearly if they’re liking the content i put out and wanting to see more.

mf stealing names… LMAOAOA STEALING NAMES. bitch are you stupid?? have you never heard of a fucking alias? hoe you really have to be the DUMBEST of the DUMB. i actually do have a life outside of this app and i do not sit and fucking screen watch or start shit up all day. i don’t like people online knowing too much about me personally so i go by alias’s, simple as that. MANY people do it on here im sure you’ve even come across a few recently. stop acting like you don’t have a brain, it’s there somewhere baby please use it.

you just said it’s not word for word. how can you own actions, reactions, and sexual situations when everyone on tumblr uses practically the same thing. like i said pls come at somebody else and leave me the fuck alone.

again, sorry you THINK i copied you but that ain’t never been what it was.. since jjk came out i was on wattpad writing the same shit i do on here. i told you in the conversation we had MANYYY times that i never copied you and if its a big deal just block me? i know i blocked your ass after i finally made my final fucking points.

but you decided to post it then you’re saying don’t send hate or harass but you post it? you continued to make it a big deal, and i wasn’t even trying to go this far because it’s not in my character. but trust me i would never copy off someone like you LMAAO. i come up with my own shit and even then i still be asking my readers what they like to read, consistently actually.

mf you followed me and was waiting on a follow back for months and i had no clue until you decided to dm me on bullshit. you clearly screen watch my account that fucking much, im sure you see im always doing fucking requests AND asking my readers what they want to see from me content wise.

hop off my shit bum leave me the fuck alone, you barely got an ounce of a fucking brain this shit proves it all 😂!

[sillylittlecat1]

~☆・Pairing :Seong gi-hun x Hwang in-ho

~☆・summary: gi-hun repays in-ho for saving him when playing mingle

~☆・warnings: smut,swearing,oral,anal,spit as lube,fingering,semi-public sex and etc

~☆・ authors note: if there are some mistakes please forgive me as english is not my first language!!!!!!! and chat i almost typed seong in-ho HELPPP but that aint my fault chat they r husbands AND!!! when they were playing mingle lets imagine in-ho saved gi-hun!!!!!!! uwu (god i feel so cringy)

Night ☆

It was late at night when in-ho woke up because of some players talking as he was about to shout to shut up he saw it was player 456. gi-hun as he was about to stand up and go by him to see whats he doing but then he noticed player 390. so he just laid back down listening to them not gonna lie he wished he was talking to him like he was with player 390.

He looked at them laughing gi-hun was having a real laugh and smile after a while something he didn't see in gi-hun this time in-ho was starting to get angry how dare that fatso make gi-hun laugh. But before he could do anything, player 390 stood up and went back to sleep. thank god in-ho thought to himself. Then he got up from the bed and started walking to gi-hun he was as quiet again the moment fatso left as always poor gi-hun he traumatized him 3 years ago.

he quietly sat down next to gi-hun "did you sleep at all?" in-ho asks as he looks at gi-hun "no someone has to guard." gi-hun says. "Just go to sleep im sure no one will do anything." In-ho says as he looks around everyone was indeed sleeping quietly. No one was gonna do anything as mingle was an hard game that tired them all out so they all slept soundly but gi-hun still had trauma that something will happen. "But we never know what will happen and I can close my eyes for a second and they would all start attacking and killing others." Gi-hun said coldly "just go to sleep look at them they are all out sleeping like pigs they are not going to attack and you need rest for the games tomorrow." said in-ho "i will not go to sleep for fucks i played these games before! i know what will happen for the love of god! all we know they can be all fake sleeping and just waiting for right time to attack!" Gi-hun said annoyed he looks at in-ho before clamming down "Young-li look im sorry..it's just that we never knew what could happen 3 years ago it happened so suddenly so im traumatized that it will happend again." Gi-hun says.

In-ho just smiles "no your right im sorry i get that your afraid to lose all your friends again. Why dont i guard?" In-ho says as he looks at gi-hun. Gi-hun nods his head no. "No, I couldn't let you do that, let me guard as my repay for you saving me when we were playing mingle. If you didn't pull me with you in that room I could have died." Gi-hun says he was indeed thankfull for saving him he remembers looking around for anybody from his group while people were running and screaming as the timer was about to run out in-ho grabbed him pulling him in the room.

"It was nothing and I wouldn't let my friend die and plus I'm sure you can repay me in another way..." in-ho says looking at gi-hun's face gi-hun didn't know what he meant but before he could speak in-ho interrupted him. "Well im going to the bathroom" as in-ho stood up gi-hun said "its not safe to go alone." In-ho looked at him "well no one is awake right now so why don't you come with me" said in-ho. "I'm not going to leave them alone." Gi-hun said back. "Come on we will be quick im sure u have to go as well nothing will happen this is different from sleeping im sure no one will do anything in 2 minutes we are in the bathroom." Gi-hun was unsure but in the end he agreed as he needed to use the bathroom. "Fine but quick we never know." They both stood up and started walking to the doors of the bathroom before knocking.

Then a red triangular guard opened the window and gi-hun started speaking "we need to use the bathroom" but the triangular guard responded with "access is not permitted at this time." Guard said closing the window. "Come on." gi-hun said he was about to walk away but before he could in-ho pulled him back then he knocked again the guard opened the window this time seeing in-ho "let us in we need to use bathroon. " In-ho repeated the same words the window again closed "its useless come o-" before gi-hun could finish his sentence the door opened he was about to question it as how did he do that but before he could he was already walking in the bathroom he looked at in-ho strangely, yet he didn't want to ask anything, he just went off to do what he needed to do as gi-hun went in the stall in-ho turned to the guard and grabbed them by the collar then he whispered "dont let anybody in i dont care what they want or need to do so dont let them in or ill kill you?" In-ho said letting go of the collar guard just nodded and went back to guard the door.

As in-ho went back in the bathroom he noticed gi-hun at the sink refreshing he couldn't help to look at him and his lips even tho he lost some weight had dark circles he was still handsome for someone in his 50s he was good looking. Then Gi-hun noticed in-ho was looking back at him quietly without saying anything "you're back is everything ok young-li what did the guard want?" Said gi-hun in-ho finally snapped back to reality "oh yes im good. The guard just said that next time he won't let us go inside, he just gave this in time and that it." Even tho in-ho was lying he was a pretty goddamn liar. Gi-hun nodded "so.. how long have you been friends with player 390 I've seen u laughing with him so im assuming u two have been friends before the games" in-ho looked at gi-hun as he dried off his hands. "Well we have been friends for quite a long time, honestly I really don't remember how long but yeah." Gi-hun said looking back at in-ho that looked like he was thinking about something but he quickly snapped back at reality "anyways about earlier what did you mean by repaying you in another way." Gi-hun said breaking the silence between them in-ho didn't say anything once again as gi-hun looked at him with pure confusion god in-ho wanted to kiss him really bad (what a gayass) "ill give you an hint then how you can repay me" said in-ho gi-hun still didint get the hint until in-ho grabbed him and pulled him into a hungry kiss.

Gi-hun's eyes widen as in-ho kissed him he was not expecting this. He thought by repaying him in other way was to cover for him or hell give him his lunch. Even tho he when he was out of the shock he didnt stop in-ho he couldn't help but like this?.. no this cant be true for fuck sake he has a fucking daughter and was married to a woman a WOMAN! But still he couldn't stop because it felt so good yet so wrong but he couldn't help so he stayed in the kiss until in-ho stopped kissing him to breathe after in-ho caught air he couldn't help but smile. "You didn't pull back seems you liked it" said in-ho smirking now while gi-hun was looking emberrased but in-ho didn't care as he grabbed gi-hun once again pulling him back into a kiss this time tho gi-hun suprisingly kissed him back in-ho couldn't help but smirk into the kiss.

After a while the kiss grew more intense in-ho was kissing gi-hun so hard yet so passionate all then all of a sudden in-ho picked gi-hun like he was nothing gi-hun was in shock i mean dude was in his 50s and still picked him up like he was a sheet of paper and dude was jacked. in-ho placed gi-hun at the sink now biting his neck. Gi-hun groaned as he put his hands in in-ho's hair softly pulling it. "Young-li.." yet in-ho ignored him and kept bitting him and giving him hickeys 2 seconds passed by and gi-hun pulled himself closer to in-ho and wrapped his legs around in-hos waist as he did that he noticed something hard and felt it as realization kicked in his eyes widen before he could do anything in-ho picked him back up and carried him in the stall he placed gi-hun back down "you still want to repay me gi-hun?" In-ho asked as he started fidgeting with his waistband of his pants "young-if someone could enter the bathroom." Gi-hun responded "don't worry they won't only thing that will be entering is me tho." In-ho said without a care in the world he had enough of eye fucking he wanted the real deal gi-hun was stunned as he realized kicked in by what he meant by entering in god was he a freaky old man but he couldn't help but to like it tho "gi-hun u have been awfully quiet what happened to our old little smiley gi-hun when u were talking to 390." In-ho said then gi-hun looked at him "what are you talking about-" gi-hun responded with confusion "of course hes gonna make me laugh hes my bestfriend what r u jealous-" said gi-hun but was interrupted by in -ho "you know never mind i like you more when ur quiet so lets shut u up shall we." With that he kissed gi-hun once again gi-hun could feel in-ho's tent at this point he needed him with that he stopped the kiss and got on his knees and pulled down in-ho's pants down releasing his cock and god was he big gi-hun couldn't help but gulp. While in-ho was enjoying the show he couldn't help but smirk but his smirk was quickly cut off by a groan as gi-hun took licked the tip then he put his whole cock in his mouth making him gag quickly in-ho grabbed gi-hun's hair in the fist then he laughed "clam down i aint going no where let me help.." said in-ho with a graspy voice then he helped gi-hun by moving his head he couldn't help but groan once again god he waited for this moment for 3 years and it felt so god in-ho closed his eyes letting gi-hun suck him like he was his last meal i mean there was a chance but no he couldn' t let them kill his poor little gi-hun as gi-hun was sucking him he noticed grip on his hair meaning in-ho was pretty much enjoying it oh and the sounds proved that in-ho was close but in who stopped fully to catch his breath in-ho open his eyes quickly "you're already sleepy, there's more, don't worry, stand up now and bent over the wall." Gi-hun listend and bent over his hands being placed on cool wall Then he felt in-ho behind him in-ho carefully pulled gi-huns pants down as he smiled then he spit on his two fingers then whitout warning he put his two finger up and started streching him out "y-young-li.. what the hell" gi-hun groaned "what i did nothing" in-ho smirked then he added a 3rd finger "ah..agh..young-li i need you." Gi-hun said oh lord was that a mistake if in-ho wasnt any harder oh how was he now he took out his fingers and kissed gi-hun on the neck as he lines up gi-huns poor hole.

He entered gi-hun slowly he and gi-hun groaned as he gripped on gi-huns hips he stood still for a moment giving gi-hun time to feel comfortable and to adjust after a while he slowly started to move in and out gripping gi-huns hips harder then he started to move faster the skin clapping could be heard from outside "young-li..ah..go faster.." in-ho smirked "you sure u can take it" asked in-ho in grupy yet panting voice and you could hear gi-huns panting "yes.." gi-hun said gi-hun slowly he and gi-hun groaned as he gripped on gi-huns hips he stood still for a moment giving gi-hun time to feel comfortable and to adjust after a while he slowly started to move in and out gripping gi -huns hips harder then he started to move faster the skin clapping could be heard from outside "young-li..ah..go faster.." in-ho smirked "you sure u can take it" asked in-ho in grupy yet panting voice and you could hear gi-huns panting "yes.." gi-hun said in-ho listened to him as he almost immediately started moving roughly at this moment almost slamming into him both of them now drench in sweat and breathing heavily gi-hun moaning as hard as he can in-ho for third time moved down to kiss his neck and mark him up he bit gi-huns ear and whispered "you slut look at u being vocal only for me" said in-ho as he smirked and started slamming even harder like there was no tomorrow. Gi-hun was moaning yet panting at the same time as in-ho was slamming so hard into him his ass now being red as hell. In-ho noticed that gi-hun was close so close his poor cock but he was close too. So he knew they aint gonna last long so he took gi-hun's cock and started jerking him gi-hun was now moaning like a desperate whore in heat as he jerked him faster and faster also in-ho slamming into him rougher and rougher after 1 minut gi-hun came panting and shortly after so did in-ho cum in gi-hun both of them basically falling on the floor as they looked around seeing mess they both made then looking at eachother.

After they both got dressed they left the stall and started to refresh gi-hun looking at mirror seeing all hickeys in-ho left he thank god the colkar of the track suit would cover it then he noticed in-ho smrking being proud of his work. They both left the bathrooms gi-hun basically limping back to bunks "sir where were you two man i was worried u both died" said player 388 while rubbing his eyes and yawning (MY LIL CUTIE PATUTIE POOKIE) "we were at the bathroom" said gi-hun smiling kindly at 388 "also are you ok i seen you limp" player 388 pointed it out "oh he just slip but hes ok" said in-ho quickly player 388 nodded and went back to sleep at it couldnt be more than 3am or 4am. "Gi-hun go rest ill guard and i mean it." Said in-ho looking back at gi-hun "you sure?" Responded gi-hun "im sure u didnt sleep at all and plus i did a tool on you" said in-ho smirking gi-hun rolled his eyes and went off to finally sleep.

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"Glad that is over" said a guard 1 to another one "yea man they were fucking like rabbits in heat." Said the guard 2 then a another guard came over "what happend?" Asked guard 3 "boss fucked shit out the player number 456." He responded "dang good for boss tho he can finally stop staring at his ass through the cameras."

THE END IM SUPER GLAD I AM FINALLY OVER TO A GIRLY THAT REQUESTED THIS IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG IM JS A SLOW PERSON ! ILL BE FASTER NEXT TIME!!! AND TO A GIRL WATING ON THANOS X READER IM TRULY SORRY FOR THE WAIT!!!